31 2 Every action He can tell ; God Omnipresent. C.M. 1 LORD, how Thy wonders are displayed Where'er I turn my eye! If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky! 2 There's not a plant or flower below 3 All creatures, numerous as they be, There's not a place where we can flee, 4 In heaven He shines with beams of love, With wrath in hell beneath, 'Tis on His earth I stand or move, 32 Searcher of Hearts. 1 ONE glance of Thine, eternal Lord, Pierces all nature through; Nor heaven, nor earth, nor hell afford C. M. 2 The mighty whole, each smaller part, 3 Though greatly from myself concealed, 33 All Seen by God. S.M. 1 THE word of Christ the Lord, With whom we have to do, Is sharper than a two-edged sword, To pierce the sinner through! 2 Swift as the lightning's blaze When awful thunders roll, It fills the conscience with amaze, And penetrates the soul. 3 He sees His people's fears, He notes their mournful cry; He counts their sighs and falling tears, And helps them from on high. 4 He sees the wicked too, And will repay them soon, For all the evil deeds they do, And all they would have done. Are marked and known by Thee, 34 Thou, God, Seest me (Gen. xvi. 13). L. M. 1 LORD, Thou hast search'd and seen through! Thine eye commands, with piercing view, My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 35 God Everywhere. me L.M. 1 AMONG the deepest shades of night, e 36 I must within His presence dwell; Greatness of God. L.M. 1 'Twas God who made the earth and skies; And saints stand waiting round His throne; No sinful thoughts or words are known. And bow with awe before His face. 37 God Great and Good. 1 GREAT God, how wonderful art Thou, C.M. To Thee should all Thy creatures bow, 2 The summer's heat, the winter's cold, As each their various scenes unfold, 3 Thy mighty hand, Thy watchful care, And nature's countless forms declare 4 But in the Saviour's work divine 38 The Mighty Ruler. 1 GREAT Ruler of all nature's frame, We hear Thy breath in every storm, C. M. 2 Wide as they sweep their sounding way, Hear, mingled with the tempest's roar, 4 Those gentle whispers may we hear 39 Until our favoured souls are brought The Glory of God. 1 How glorious is our heavenly King, 2 How great His power is none can tell, C.M. |