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Hymn 166

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 The Divine Perfections.
How shall I praise th' eternal God, That infinite Unknown? Who can ascend his high abode, Or venture near his throne? [The great Invisible! he dwells Concealed in dazzling light; But his all-searching eye reveals The secrets of the night.
Those watchful eyes that never sleep Survey the world around His wisdom is a boundless deep Where all our thoughts are drowned.
] [Speak we of strength? his arm is strong To save or to destroy; Infinite years his life prolong, And endless is his joy.
] [He knows no shadow of a change Nor alters his decrees; Firm as a rock his truth remains To guard his promises.
] [Sinners before his presence die; How holy is his name! His anger and his jealousy Burn like devouring flame.
] Justice upon a dreadful throne Maintains the rights of God; While Mercy sends her pardons down, Bought with a Savior's blood.
Now to my soul, immortal King! Speak some forgiving word; Then 'twill be double joy to sing The glories of my Lord.

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