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( Prov. viii.)

1 RE God had built the mountains,

ERE Or raised the fruitful hills;

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The wonderful I AM Found pleasures never wasting, b And Wisdom is Thy name.

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2 When like a tent to dwell in,

He spread the skies abroad, T And swathed about the swelling Of ocean's mighty flood, eno?! He wrought by weight and measure; And Thou wast with Him then:

Thyself the Father's pleasure, godT And Thine, the sons of men.

3 And couldst Thou be delighted eurot& With creatures such as we, Who, when we saw Thee, slighted And nail'd Thee to a tree?

Unfathomable wonder!

And mystery divine!

The voice that speaks in thunder Says," Sinner, I am thine!"

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