35 THE ALL-SEEING EYE. "O Lord, thou hast searched me, and known me." A PSALM CXXxix. 1. LMIGHTY God, thy piercing eye Strikes through the shades of night, And our most secret actions lie All open to thy sight. There's not a sin that we commit, Nor wicked word we say, But in thy dreadful book 'tis writ, And must the crimes that I have done Be all exposed before the sun, Lord, at thy feet, asham'd, I lie ; And blot them from thy book. Remember all the dying pains And let his blood wash out my stains, O may I now for ever fear T' indulge a sinful thought; Since the great God can see and hear, 36 CHRISTIAN PRIVILEGES. "I will bless the Lord, who hath given me counsel."-PSALM XVI. 7. OW may our hearts and voices raise Now A grateful tribute to thy praise, O God of love! for 'tis thy hand The shades of ignorance are past, We might have all received our birth, May we have cause to bless the Lord, 37 DAILY PRAISE. "Bless the Lord, O my soul."-PSALM ciii. 1. COME YOME, let us bless the Lord our God, Let all our souls, with all their might, Come, let our souls repeat his praise, Far as the heaven above the earth So far his love to sinful man Our utmost thought transcends. Far as the east is from the west, O, let us then renew the theme, Let all our souls with all their might, 38 GOD'S GOODNESS. "He giveth to all life, and breath, and all things."-AcTS xvii. 25. ALMIGHTY Father! Gracious Lord! Kind Guardian of our days! Thy mercies let our hearts record, In life's first dawn, our tender frame Long ere we could pronounce thy name, Each passing hour new favours brought Thy goodness, Lord, through all our days The thanks we owe for all thy love, A boundless endless store! Shall sound throughout the realms above, E 39 ISRAEL'S GOD. "Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help." PSALM CXlvi. 5. APPY the man, whose hopes rely HA On Israel's God, who made the sky, And earth and seas with all their train: He saves the oppress'd: he feeds the poor; His truth for ever stands secure, And none shall find his promise vain. The Lord gives eye sight to the blind; The Lord vouchsafes the mourner peace; And grants the pris'ner sweet release. We'll praise him while he gives us breath, And when our voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ our nobler powers: Our day of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. |