THE ONE LIVING AND TRUE GOD.
ETERNAL GOD! almighty cause
Of earth, and seas, and worlds unknown!
All things are subject to thy laws;
All things depend on thee alone.
Thy glorious being singly stands,
Of all, within itself, possest:
By none control'd in thy commands;
And in thyself completely blest.
No other can thine honours claim,
No higher deities there are;
No rivals bear thine awful name,
No fellow-gods thy glory share.
Worship to thee alone belongs,
Worship to thee alone we give;
Thine be our hearts, and thine our songs,
And to thy glory may we live!
Spread thy great name thro' ev'ry land ;
All idol deities dethrone:
Subdue the world to thy command,
And reign, unrivall'd GOD alone.
HAIL, king supreme! all wise and good!
To thee our thoughts we raise ;
While nature's beauties, wide display'd,
Inspire our hearts with praise.
At morning, noon, and ev'ning mild,
Fresh wonders strike our view;
And while we gaze, our hearts exult
With transports ever new.
The lofty hill, the humble lawn
With countless beauties shine; The silent grove, and awful shade Proclaim thy pow'r divine.
From tree to tree, a constant hymn
Employs the feather'd throng;
To thee their cheerful notes they swell,
And chant their grateful song.
Great nature's GOD! still may these scenes
Our serious hours engage;
Still may our grateful hearts consult
Thy works' instructive page!
THERE is a GOD, all nature speaks,
Thro' earth, and air, and seas, and skies:
See, from the clouds his glory breaks,
When the first beams of morning rise!
The rising sun, serenely bright,
O'er the wild world's extended frame,
Inscribes, in characters of light,
His mighty maker's glorious name.
Diffusing life, his influence spreads,
And health and plenty smile around;
And fruitful fields, and verdant meads,
Are with a thousand blessings crown'd.
Let curious minds, who roam abroad,
And trace creation's wonders o'er,
Confess the power of this GOD,
And him, and him alone, adore.
HAIL, king supreme! all wise and good! To thee our thoughts we raise; While nature's beauties, wide display'd, Inspire our hearts with praise.
At morning, noon, and ev'ning mild,
Fresh wonders strike our view;
And while we gaze, our hearts exult
With transports ever new.
The lofty hill, the humble lawn
With countless beauties shine; The silent grove, and awful shade Proclaim thy pow'r divine.
From tree to tree, a constant hymn
Employs the feather'd throng;
To thee their cheerful notes they swell,
And chant their grateful song.
Great nature's GOD! still may these scenes
Our serious hours engage;
Still may our grateful hearts consult
Thy works' instructive page!
THERE is a GOD, all nature speaks, Thro' earth, and air, and seas, and skies: See, from the clouds his glory breaks, When the first beams of morning rise!
The rising sun, serenely bright,
O'er the wild world's extended frame,
Inscribes, in characters of light,
His mighty maker's glorious name.
Diffusing life, his influence spreads,
And health and plenty smile around;
And fruitful fields, and verdant meads,
Are with a thousand blessings crown'd.
Let curious minds, who roam abroad,
And trace creation's wonders o'er,
Confess the power of this GOD,
And him, and him alone, adore.
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