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16 HYMNS. [PART
2 My thoughts, before they are ray own,
Are to my God distinctly known ;
He knows the words I mean to speak
Ere from my op’ning lips they break.
3 Within thy circling pow’r I stand ;
On ev’ry side I find thy hand :
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
I am surronnded still with God.
4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great!
What large extent! what lofty height!
My soul, with all the pow’rs I boast,
Is'in the boundless prospect lost.
5 “ O may these thoughts possess my breast,
“ Where’er I rove, where’er 1 rest!
“ Nor let my weaker passions dare
“ Consent to sin, for God is there.”
PAUSE I.
6 Conld I so false, so faithless prove.
To quit thy service and thy love.
Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun,
Or from thy. dreadful glory run ?
7 If up to heav’n I take my flight,
’Tis there thou dwell’st enthron’d in light;
Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns.
And,Satan groans beneath thy chains.
8 If, mounted on a morning ray,
I fly beyond the western sea.
Thy swifter hand would first arrive,
And there arrest thy fugitive.
9 Or should I try to shun thy sight
Beneath the spreading veil of night.
One glance of thine, one piercing ray.
Would kindle darkness into day.
10 “ O may these thoughts possess my breast,
“ Where’er I rove, where’er I rest!
2 My thoughts, before they are ray own,
Are to my God distinctly known ;
He knows the words I mean to speak
Ere from my op’ning lips they break.
3 Within thy circling pow’r I stand ;
On ev’ry side I find thy hand :
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
I am surronnded still with God.
4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great!
What large extent! what lofty height!
My soul, with all the pow’rs I boast,
Is'in the boundless prospect lost.
5 “ O may these thoughts possess my breast,
“ Where’er I rove, where’er 1 rest!
“ Nor let my weaker passions dare
“ Consent to sin, for God is there.”
PAUSE I.
6 Conld I so false, so faithless prove.
To quit thy service and thy love.
Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun,
Or from thy. dreadful glory run ?
7 If up to heav’n I take my flight,
’Tis there thou dwell’st enthron’d in light;
Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns.
And,Satan groans beneath thy chains.
8 If, mounted on a morning ray,
I fly beyond the western sea.
Thy swifter hand would first arrive,
And there arrest thy fugitive.
9 Or should I try to shun thy sight
Beneath the spreading veil of night.
One glance of thine, one piercing ray.
Would kindle darkness into day.
10 “ O may these thoughts possess my breast,
“ Where’er I rove, where’er I rest!
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Antiquarian books of Scotland > Religion & morality > Collection of hymns, from the best authors > (18) |
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Description | Thousands of printed books from the Antiquarian Books of Scotland collection which dates from 1641 to the 1980s. The collection consists of 14,800 books which were published in Scotland or have a Scottish connection, e.g. through the author, printer or owner. Subjects covered include sport, education, diseases, adventure, occupations, Jacobites, politics and religion. Among the 29 languages represented are English, Gaelic, Italian, French, Russian and Swedish. |
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