For God's all-seeing eye surveys
Thy secret thoughts thy works and ways.
Wake and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part;
Who all night long unwearied sing
High glory to the eternal King!
HYMN 9.
Before Jehovah's awful throne
Ye nations bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create and He destroy.
His sov'reign pow'r without our aid,
Made us of clay and form'd us men;
And when like wand'ring sheep, we stray'd,
He brought us to His fold again.
We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the Heav'ns our voices raise.
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
Wide as the world is Thy command,
Vast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.
HYMN 10.
Blow ye the trumpet blow
The gladly solemn sound;
Let all the nations know,
To earth's remotest bound;
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
