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Hymn 166

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.166 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How shall I praise th' eternal God Lyrics: 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. Languages: English

The divine perfection

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #II.CLXVI (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: How shall I praise th' eternal God Lyrics: 1 How shall I praise th' eternal God, That infinite Unknown! Who can ascend his high abode, Or venture near his throne! 2 [The great invisible! he dwells Conceal'd in dazzling light; But his all-searching eye reveals The secrets of the night. 3 Those watchful eyes that never sleep, Survey the world around! His wisdom is a boundless deep, Where all our thoughts are drown'd.] 4 [Speak we of Strength? his arm is strong, To save or to destroy; Infinite years his life prolong, And endless is his joy.] 5 [He knows no shadow of a change, Nor alters his decrees; Firm as a rock his truth remains, To guard his promises.] 6 [Sinners before his presence die; How holy is his name! His anger and his jealousy Burn like devouring flame.] 7 Justice upon a dreadful throne Maintains the rights of God, While Mercy sends her pardons down Bought with a Saviour's blood. 8Now to my soul, immortal King! Speak some forgiving word; Then 'twill be double joy to sing The glories of my Lord. Languages: English