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We see the Thames caress the shores,
He guides ker silver flood :
Yet hears her ruler, God.
Observe his strong comman! :
Or sink them to the sand.
Amidst thy watry kingdoms, Lord,
The finny nations play,
Rush.through the northern sea.
Thy glories blaze all nature round,
And strike the gazing sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground,
With terror and delight.
Infinite strength, and equal skill,
Shine through the worlds abroad, Our souls with vast amazement fill,
And speak the builder God.
But the sweet beauties of thy grace
Our softer passions move ; Pity divine in Jesus' face
We see, adore, and love!
GOD'S ABSOLUTE DOMINION.
LORD, when my thoughtful soul surveys
Fire, air, and earth, and stars, and seas,
I call them all thy slaves; Commission'd by my Father's will, Poisons shall cure, or balms shall kill;
Vernal sun, or Zephyr's breath,
That sharp December saves ;
But a precarious pow'r ?
When he appoints the hour.
Lo, the Norwegians near the polar sky
Chafe their frozen limbs with snow,
The vital flame touch'd with a strange supply,
Cold steel expos’d to northern air, Drinks the meridian fury of the midnight bear,
And burns the unwary stranger there.
Enquire, my soul, of ancient fame,
Once to his court the God of Israel came,
A King more absolute than he.
Three Hebrews of immortal name;
A statue ; fear congeald his blood ;
Attempt their garments, or their hair ;
Now breaks her own eternal laws,
How broad thy kingdom, how divine !
Hence from my heart, ye idols, flee,
To chance and nature, tales and lies:
What is the sun, or what the shade,
Or frosts, or flames, to kill or save?
And as his awful dictates bid,
IMITATION OF PSALM CXIV.
When the Eternal bows the skies,
To visit earthly things,
From towers of haughty kings :
Rides on a cloud disdainful by
A Sultan, or a Czar ;
Or frowns them from afar ;
He bids his awful chariot roll
Far downward from the skies, To visit every humble soul,
With pleasure in his eyes.
Why should the Lord that reigns above
Disdain so lofty kings ?
Upon such worthless things ?
Mortals, be dumb; what creature dares
Dispute his awful will ?
But tremble, and be still.
Just like his nature is his
grace, All sovereign, and all free; Great Gou, how searchless are thy ways How deep thy judgments be!
SOME seraph lend your heavenly tongue,
Or harp of golden string, That I may raise a lofty song
To our Eternal King.
Thy names, how infinite they be!
Great Everlasting One! Boundless thy might and majesty,
And unconfin'd thy throne.
Thy glories shine of wondrous size,
And wondrous large thy grace ; Immortal day breaks from thine eyes,
And Gabriel veils his face.
Thine essence is a vast abyss,
Which angels cannot sound, An ocean of infinities,
Where all our thoughts are drown'd.
The mysteries of creation lie
Beneath enlighten'd minds, Thoughts can ascend above the sky,
And fly before the winds.
Reason may grasp the massy hills,
And stretch from pole to pole, But half thy name our spirit fills,
And overloads our soul.