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Ye sons of men in sacred lays

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #31 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Character and Perfections of God Lyrics: 1 Ye sons of men, in sacred lays, Attempt the great Creator's praise: But who an equal song can frame? What verse can reach the lofty theme? 2 He sits enthron'd amidst the spheres, And glory like a garment wears; While boundless wisdom, pow'r, and grace, Command our awe, transcend our praise. 3 Before his throne a shining band Of cherubs and of seraphs stand; Ethereal spirits, who in flight Outstrip the rapid speed of light. 4 To God all nature owes its birth, He form'd this pond'rous globe of earth, He raised the glorious arch on high, And measur'd out the azure sky. 5 In all our Maker's grand designs, Omnipotence with wisdom shines. His works, through all this wondrous frame, Bear the great impress of his name. 6 Rais'd on devotion's lofty wing, Let us his high perfections sing: O let his praise employ our tongue, Whilst list'ning worlds applaud the song! Languages: English

Ye weak inhabitants of clay

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #30 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Character and Perfections of God Lyrics: 1 Ye weak inhabitants of clay, Ye trifling insects of a day, Low in your native dust bow down Before th' Eternal's awful throne. 2 Let Lebanon her cedars bring, To blaze before the sov'reign King; And all the beasts, that on it feed, As victims at his altar bleed. 3 Loud let ten thousand trumpets sound, And call remotest nations round, Assembled on the crowded plains, Princes and people, kings and swains. 4 Join'd with the living, let the dead, Rising, the face of earth o'erspread; And, while his praise unites their tongues, Let angels echo back the songs. 5. The drop that from the bucket falls, The dust that hangs upon the scales, Is more to sky and earth and sea, Than all this pomp, great God! to thee. Languages: English

Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #51 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Character and Perfections of God Lyrics: 1 Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love, Unmerited and free, Delights our evil to remove, And help our misery. 2 Thou waitest to be gracious still; Thou dost with sinners bear, That, sav'd, we may thy goodness feel, And all thy grace declare. 3 Thy goodness and thy truth to me To ev'ry soul, abound, A vast, unfathomable sea, Where all our thoughts are drown'd. 4 Its streams the whole creation reach, So plenteous is the store; Enough for all, enough for each, Enough for evermore. 5 Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are! A rock that cannot move: A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love. 6 Throughout the universe it reigns, Unalterably sure; And, while the truth of God remains, His goodness must endure. Languages: English

Great God, how infinite art thou!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #32 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Character and Perfections of God Lyrics: 1. Great God, how infinite art thou! What worthless worms are we! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 2. Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made; Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations dead. 3. Nature and time all open lie To thine immense survey, From the formation of the sky To the last awful day. 4. Eternity, with all its years, Stands present to thy view; To thee there’s nothing old appears; Great God! there’s nothing new. 5. Our lives thro' various scenes are drawn, And vexed with trifling cares; While thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturbed'd affairs. 6. Great God, how infinite art thou! How frail and weak we are! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. Languages: English

All pow'rful, self existent God

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #33 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Character and Perfections of God Lyrics: 1 All-pow'rful, self-existent God, Who all creation dost sustain! Thou wast, and art, and art to come; And everlasting is thy reign. 2 Fix'd and eternal as thy days, Each glorious attribute divine, Thro' ages infinite, shall still With undiminish'd lustre shine. 3 Fountain of being! source of good! Immutable dost thou remain; Nor can the shadow of a change Obscure the glories of thy reign. 4 Nature her order shall reverse, Revolving seasons cease their round; Nor spring appear with blooming pride, Nor autumn be with plenty crown'd: 5 Yon shining orbs forget their course; The sun his destin'd path forsake; And burning desolaton mark Amid the world his wand'ring track: 6 Earth may with all her pow'rs dissolve, If such the great Creator's will: But thou for ever art the same; "I am" is thy memorial still. Languages: English

Almighty God, thy pow'rful word

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #35 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Character and Perfections of God Lyrics: 1 Almighty God, thy pow'rful word From nothing all things brought; Earth seas, and skies, by thee their Lord, With skill divine were wrought. 2 Thy pleasure heav'nly hosts fulfil; For thee each planet rolls: Earth, sun, and stars perform thy will; Thy nod the world controls. 3 Thou over all art Lord supreme; All else from the derive. No being can dispute thy claim, Or independent live. 4 To thee, our Lord, we therefore bow; To thee, our all resign. Entire to thee ourselves we vow, For we are wholly thine. Languages: English

'Twas God who hurl'd the rolling spheres

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #36 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Character and Perfections of God Lyrics: 1 'Twas God who hurl'd the rolling spheres, And stretch'd the boundless skies; Who form'd the plan of endless years, And bade the ages rise. 2 From everlasting is his might, Immense and unconfin'd: He pierces through the realms of light, And rides upon the wind. 3 He darts along the burning skies; Loud thunders round him roar: All heav'n attends him, as he flies; All hell proclaims his pow'r. 4 He scatters nations with his breath; The scatter'd nations fly: Blue pestilence and wasting death, Confess the Godhead nigh. 5 Ye worlds, with ev'ry living thing, Fulfil his high command: Mortals, pay homage to your King, And own his ruling hand. Languages: English

My heart and ways, O God!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #39 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Character and Perfections of God Lyrics: 1 My heart and ways, O God! By thee are search'd and seen; My outward acts thine eye observes, My secret thoughts within. 2 No spot the realms of space, Whence thou art absent, know. In heav'n thou reign'st a glorious King. A righteous Judge below. 3 Lord! if within my heart Thou aught should'st disapprove: The secret evil bring to light, And by thy grace remove. 4 If e'er I've been perverse Or foolish in thy view: Recall my steps to thy commands, And form my life anew. Languages: English

To thee, my God! my days are known

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #40 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Character and Perfections of God Lyrics: 1 To thee, my god! my days are known; My soul enjoys the thought. My actions all before thee lie, Nor are my wants forget. 2 Each secret wish devotion breathes, Is vocal to thine ear; And all my walks of daily life Before thine eye appear. 3 The vacant hour, the active scene, Thy mercy shall approve; And ev'ry pang of sympathy, And ev'ry care of love. 4 Each golden hour of beaming light Is gilded by thy rays; And dark affliction's midnight gloom A present God surveys. 5 Full in thy view thro' life I pass, And in thy view I die. Lord! when all mortal bonds shall break, May I still find thee nigh Languages: English

God is a spirit, just and wise

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #44 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Character and Perfections of God Lyrics: 1 God is a Spirit, just and wise; He sees our inmost mind. In vain to heav'n we raise our cries, And leave our souls behind. 2 Nothing but truth before his throne With honour can appear; The painted hypocrites are known Through the disguise they wear. 3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies, Their bending knees the ground: But God abhors the sacrifice, Where not the heart is found. 4 Lord! search my thoughts, and try my ways, And make my soul sincere: Then shall I stand before thy face, And find acceptance there. Languages: English