PART I.

2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, And sound his power abroad; Sing the sweet promise of his grace, And the performing God.

8 Proclaim," Salvation from the Lord, For wretched dying men;"

His hand has writ the sacred word With an immortal pen.

4[ Engraved as in eternal brass, The mighty promise shines; Nor can the powers of darkness rase Those everlasting lines.]

5 He that can dash whole worlds to death, And make them when he please, He speaks, and that almighty breath Fulfils his great decrees.

6 His every word of grace is strong As that which built the skies; The voice that rolls the stars along Speaks all the promises.

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C. M.

The Holiness of God.-Ps. cxi. 9; cxlv. 17.

How shall I praise the eternal God, That infinite Unknown? Who can ascend his high abode, Or venture near his throne?

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2 Heaven's brightest lamps, with him compared, How mean they look, and dim! The holy angels have no spots, Yet can't compare with him.

8 Holy is he in all his works,

And truth is his delight; But sinners, and their wicked ways, Shall perish from his sight.

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