32 L. M. The all-seeing God. Lord, thou hast searched and seen me thro’; Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand; On every side I find thy hand: Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty hight! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 33 L. M. Psalm 139. Lord, thou hast formed mine every part, Mine inmost thought is known to thee; Each word, each feeling of my heart, Thine ear doth hear, thine eye doth see. 2 Though I should seek the shades of night, And hide myself in guilty fear, To thee the darkness seems as light, The midnight as the noonday clear. 3 The heavens, the earth, the sea, the sky, All own thee ever present there; Where’er I turn, thou still art nigh, Thy Spirit dwelling everywhere. 4 O may that Spirit, ever blest, Upon my soul in radiance shine, Till welcomed to eternal rest, I taste thy presence, Lord, divine! 34 L. M. 6 lines God praised in all his works. Thou art, O Lord, the boundless source, Whence all our thousand blessings flow; And nature, through her endless course, Proclaims thy love to all below; While all above join in the strain Of ceaseless praises to thy name. 2 The sun on golden chariot rides, And sends to earth his rays of light; While darkness from his brightness hides, And vanishes from human sight; This sunlight, when it comes to earth, Declares thy goodness gave it birth. 3 The moon and stars, that rule at night, And smile upon this world of wrong, Bear on each trembling chord of light The notes of this sweet, sacred song; “Thou, Lord, didst make all things that move; All are the creatures of thy love.” 4 Then help my poor, unworthy heart To join aloud in nature’s praise; And may my song, in every part, Proclaim the wonders of thy ways; And when I reach the heavenly plains, I’ll sing thy love in nobler strains. 35 C. M. Lord, thou hast searched me, etc. Psalm 139:1. Lord, all I am is known to thee; In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, or to flee The notice of thine eye.