Arrayed in robes of light,

Begirt with sovereign might,
And rays of majesty around.
2 Upheld by thy commands,

The world securely stands,
And skies and stars obey thy word ;

Thy throne was fixed on high

Ere stars adorned the sky; Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord. 3 Thy promises are true;

Thy grace is ever new;
There fixed, thy church shall ne'er remove ;

Thy saints, with holy fear,

Shall in thy courts appear,
And sing thine everlasting love.

114.
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BOWRING
God is Love.
1 God is love; his mercy brightens

All the path in which we rove;
Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens ;

God is wisdom, God is love.
2 Chance and change are busy ever;

Man decays, and ages move;
But his mercy waneth never ;

God is wisdom, God is love.
3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth

Will his changeless goodness prove;
From the gloom his brightness streameth,

God is wisdom, God is love.
4 He with earthly cares entwineth

Hope and comfort from above :
Everywhere his glory shineth;
God is wisdom, God is love.

115.

L. M.

FERGUS God the Creator. 1 The Spirit moved upon the waves

That darkly rolled, a shoreless sea;
He spake the word, and light burst forth,

A glorious, bright immensity.
2 At his command, the mountains heaved

Their rocky pinnacles on high,
Island and continent displayed

Their desert grandeur to the sky. 3 The voice of God was heard again,

And lovely flowers and graceful trees
Appeared on every vale and plain,

And perfumes floated on the breeze.
4 The word went forth, and vast and high

The heavenly orbs gave out their light,
O'er all the earth and sea and sky ;

The rulers of the day and night.

116.

L. M. 61. MONTGOMERY'S COLL:

Omnipresence of God. 1 ABOVE, below, where'er I

gaze,
Thy guiding finger, Lord, I view,
Traced in the midnight planets' blaze,

Or glist’ning in the morning dew:
Whate'er is beautiful or fair,

Is but thine own reflection there.
2 And when the radiant orb of light

Hath tipped the mountain tops with gold
Smote with the blaze, my weary sight

Shrinks from the wonders I behold;
That ray of glory, bright and fair,
Is but thy living shadow there.

3 Thine is the silent noon of night,

The twilight eve, the dewy morn;
Whate'er is beautiful and bright,

Thy hands have fashioned to adorn.
Thy glory walks in every sphere,
And all things whisper, “God is here."

117.
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WATTS
The Perfections of God.
1 How shall I praise th' eternal God,

That infinite Unknown ?
Who can ascend his high abode,

Or venture near his throne ?
2 Those watchful eyes that never sleep,

Survey the world around:
His wisdom is a boundless deep,

Where all our thoughts are drowned. 3 Speak we of strength, his arm is strong,

To save or to destroy :
To him eternal years belong,

And never-ending joy.
4 He knows no shadow of a change,

Nor alters his decrees;
Firm as a rock his truth remains,

To guard his promises.

118.

C. M.

DRENNAN.
“God is a Spirit.”
1 THE heaven of heavens cannot contain

The universal Lord;
Yet he in humble hearts will deign

To dwell and be adored.
2 Where'er ascends the sacrifice

or fervent praise and prayer,
Or on the earth, or in the skies,
The God of heaven is there.

3 His presence is diffused abroad

Through realms, through worlds unknown; Who seek the mercies of our God

Are ever near his throne.

119.

C. M.

WATTS
Power, Wisdom and Goodness of God.
1 I SING the mighty power of God,

That made the mountains rise,
That spread the flowing seas abroad,

And built the lofty skies.
2 I sing the wisdom that ordained

The sun to rule the day;
The moon shines full at his command,

And all the stars obey.
3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,

That filled the earth with food;
He formed the creatures with his word,

And then pronounced them good.
4 There's not a plant or flower below,

But makes thy glories known;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,

By order from thy throne.

120.

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MRS. GILMAN
God our Futher.
Is there a lone and dreary hour
When worldly pleasures lose their power ?
My Father! let me turn to thee,

And set each thought of darkness free.
2 Is there a time of rushing grief,

Which scorns the prospect of relief?
My Father! break the cheerless gloom,
And bid my heart its calm resume.

3 Is there an hour of peace and joy,

When hope is all my soul's employ?
My Father! still my hopes will roam,

Until they rest with thee, their home.
4 The noontide blaze, the midnight scene,

The dawn, or twilight's sweet serene,
The glow of life, the dying hour,
Father's grace

and

power.

Shall own my

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MME. GUION. God Incomprehensible. 1 ALMIGHTY Former of creation's plan,

Faintly reflected in thine image, man;
Holy and just, — the greatness of whose name

Rules and supports this universal frame: 2 Whose spirit fills the infinitude of space,

Who art thyself thine own vast dwelling place;Soul of our soul, whom yet no sense of ours

Discerns, eluding our most active powers : 3 Encircling shades attend thine awful throne,

That veil thy face, and keep thee still unknown; Unknown, though dwelling in our inmost part, Lord of the thoughts, and Sovereign of the heart'

122.

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WALLACE.
God seen in his Works.
1 THERE's not a star whose twinkling light

Illumes the distant earth,
And cheers the solemn gloom of night,

But goodness gave it birth.
2 There's not a cloud whose dews distil

Upon the parching clod,
And clothe with verdure vale and hill,
That is not sent by God.