2 Endless scenes of wonder rise, Where we our Maker see: 3 Never love nor sorrow was Now his heavenly birth declare! THE ATTRIBUTES OF GOD. 1 Archdale.] HYMN 201. C. M. F ATHER, how wide thy glories shine! Known through the earth by thousand signs, Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power: And on the wings of every hour 2 Part of thy name divinely stands, They show the labour of thy hands, But when we view thy strange design 3 Here the whole Deity is known, 4 O may I bear some humble part 1 Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, To save a world of sinners lost, Liberty.] HYMN 202. 6 lines 8's. W HEN Israel out of Egypt came, And left the proud oppressor's land, Supported by the great I AM, Safe in the hollow of his hand! The Lord in Israel reign'd alone, And Judah was his favourite throne. 2 The sea beheld his power and fled, Disparted by the wondrous rod; Jordan ran backward to its head, And Sinai felt the incumbent God; The mountains skipt like frighten'd rams, The hills leapt after them as lambs! 3 What ail'd thee, O thou trembling sea? What horror turn'd the river back? Was nature's God displeas'd with thee? And why should hills or mountains shake? Ye mountains huge, that skipt like rams? Ye hills, that leapt as frighten'd lambs ? 4 Earth, tremble on, with all thy sons, In presence of thy awful Lord! Whose power inverted nature owns, Her only law his sovereign word; He shakes the centre with his rod, And heaven bows down to Jacob's God. 5 Creation, varied by his hand, 1 Th' omnipotent Jehovah knows! The rock into a fountain flows: Arlington.] HYMN 203. C. M. E TERNAL Wisdom! Thee we praise, With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills, and seas, 2 Thy hand, how wide it spreads the sky, Ting'd with a blue of heavenly die, 3 There thou hast bid the globes of light There the pale planets rule the night; 4 If down I turn my wond'ring eyes 5 The noisy winds stand ready there, With sounding wings they sweep the air. 6 There, like a trumpet loud and strong; 7 On the thin air without a prop, 9 There the rough mountains of the deep Thy breath can raise the billows steep, 10 Thy glories blaze all nature round, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, 11 Infinite strength and equal skill 1 Pity divine in Jesu's face, Majesty.] HYMN 204. C. M. PRA RAISE ye the Lord, ye immortal choirs Praise him who form'd you of his fires, 2 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies, Or veil in shades your thousand eyes 3 Thou restless globe of golden light, 4 Winds, ye shall bear his name aloud 5 Thunder and hail, and fire and storms. 6 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, Let wave to wave resound his praise; 7 While monsters sporting on the flood, Speak terribly their Maker God, 8 But gentler things shall tune his name, Young zephyrs breathing o'er the stream 9 Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines, 10 Let the shrill birds his honours räise, |