2 Ten thousand ages ere the skies Were into motion brought, All the long years and worlds to come Stood present to his thought. 3 Trusting thy wisdom, God of love, We would not wish to know What, in the book of thy decrees, Awaits us here below 4 Be this alone our fervent prayer,-- Whate'er our lot shall be, Or joys, or sorrows, may they form Our souls for heaven and thee. 146. L. M. Walker's Coll. "God, with whom is no Variableness." 1 All-powerful, self-existent God, Who all creation dost sustain! Thou wast, and art, and art to come, And everlasting is thy reign! 2 Fixed and eternal as thy days, Each glorious attribute divine, Through ages infinite, shall still With undiminished lustre shine. 3 Fountain of being! Source of good! Immutable thou dost remain! Nor can the shadow of a change Obscure the glories of thy reign. 4 Earth may with all her powers dissolve, If such the great Creator's will; But thou forever art the same, I AM, is thy memorial still. 147. C. M. Anonymous. God Omnipresent. 1 There's not a place in earth's vast round, In ocean deep, or air, Where skill and wisdom are not found, For God is everywhere. 2 Around, within, below, above, Wherever space extends, There heaven displays its boundless love, And power with mercy blends. 3 Then rise, my soul, and sing his name, And all his praise rehearse, Who spread abroad earth's wondrous frame, And built the universe. 4 Where'er thine earthly lot is cast, His power and love declare; Nor think the mighty theme too vast, For God is everywhere. 148. L. M. Anonymous. Providence Mysterious. 1 Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design, Are framed upon thy throne above, And every dark or bending line Meets in the centre of thy love. 2 With feeble light, and half obscure, Poor mortals thine arrangements view, Not knowing that the least are sure, And the mysterious just and true. 3 They neither know nor trace the way; But, trusting to thy piercing eye, None of their feet to ruin stray, Nor shall the weakest fail or die. 4 My favored soul shall meekly learn To lay her reason at thy throne; Too weak thy secrets to discern, I'll trust thee for my guide alone. GENERAL PRAISE. 149. L. M. Tate & Brady. Praise to the great Jehovah. 1 Be thou, O God, exalted high; And as thy glory fills the sky, So let it be on earth displayed, Till thou art here, as there, obeyed. 2 O God, our hearts are fixed and bent Their thankful tribute to present; And, with the heart, the voice, we'll raise To thee, our God, in songs of praise.