Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

Hymn #40: Eternal Pow'R, Whose High Abode

Hymn #39 Hymn #41

Glories of God

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40 (L.M.) Isaac Watts

Eternal pow'r, whose high abode

Becomes the grandeur of a God!

Infinite lengths, beyond the bounds

Where stars revolve their little rounds!

The lowest step around thy seat

Rises too high for Gabriel's feet;

In vain the tallest angel tries

To reach thine height with wond'ring eyes.

Lord, what shall earth and ashes do?

We should adore our Maker too;

From sin and dust to thee we cry,

The Great, the Holy, and the High!

Earth from afar has heard thy fame,

And worms have learnt to lisp thy name;

But O! The glories of thy mind

Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.

God is in heav'n, but man below;

Be short our tunes, our words be few;

A sacred rev'rence checks our songs,

And praise sits silent on our tongues.

Hymn #39 Hymn #41