3 We give the sacred Spirit praise,
  Who, in our hearts of sin and woe,
Makes living springs of grace arise,
  And into boundless glory flow.

4 Thus, God, the Father, God, the Son,
  And God, the Spirit, we adore;
That sea of life and love unknown,
  Without a bottom or a shore.

     Isaac Watts, 1709.

77 Elizabethtown.  C.M.

God Incomprehensible. (844)

Thy way, O God! is in the sea,
  Thy paths I cannot trace;
Nor comprehend the mystery
  Of thine unbounded grace.

2 ’Tis but in part I know thy will;
  I bless thee for the sight;
When will thy love the rest reveal,
  In glory’s clearer light?

3 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense
  My captive soul surround;
Mysterious deeps of providence
  My wondering thoughts confound.

4 As through a glass I dimly see
  The wonders of thy love;
How little do I know of thee,
  Or of the joys above!

5 With rapture I shall soon survey
  Thy providence and grace;
And spend an everlasting day
  In wonder, love, and praise.

     John Fawcett, 1782.

78 Elizabethtown.  C.M.

Eternity of God. (1071)

O God! our help in ages past,
  Our hope for years to come;
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
  And our eternal home.

2 Under the shadow of thy throne,
  Still may we dwell secure;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
  And our defense is sure.

3 Before the hills in order stood,
  Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
  To endless years the same.

4 A thousand ages in thy sight
  Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night,
  Before the rising sun.

5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
  With all their cares and fears,
Are carried downward by the flood,
  And lost in following years.

     Isaac Watts, 1719.

79 Elizabethtown.  C.M.

Divine Perfections. (182)

I sing th’ almighty 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 Lord! how thy wonders are displayed
  Where’er I turn mine eye! 
If I survey the ground I tread,
  Or gaze upon the sky.

     Isaac Watts.

80 Dundee.  C.M.

Our Heavenly Father. (21)

My God how wonderful thou art! 
  Thy majesty how bright! 
How beautiful thy mercy seat,
  In depths of burning light.