Unfathomable depths Thou art! 322.-L.M. "O God most hidden and most manifest." St. Augustine. O HEIGHT that doth all height excel, O awful depth unsearchable, Wherein the Eternal One doth hide! - O dreadful glory that doth make Thick darkness round the Heavenly Throne, Through which no angel eye may break, Wherein the Lord doth dwell alone! Our fainting souls the quest give o'er, What secret place, what distant star, Vain searchers! but we need not mourn, Thou beamest, Lord, from all bright things. The glory no man may abide But sweetest, Lord, dost Thou appear To us, vain searchers after God, To us the Holy Ghost doth come: From us Thou hidest thine abode, But Thou wilt make our souls thy home. O Glory that no eye may bear !— O Presence Bright, our souls' sweet Guest! O farthest off, O ever near! Most Hidden and most Manifest! 323.-C.M. This glorious and fearful name, THE LORD THY GOD. WHO dares attempt th' Eternal Name Destruction waits to obey his frown, Celestial King, our spirits lie When shall we see the great unknown, In Thee what endless wonders meet! Angels are lost in sweet surprise And humble awe runs through the skies, When mercy joins with majesty Thy works the strongest seraph sings And labours hard on all his strings Created powers, how weak they be! So much akin to nothing we, INDEX OF CHANTS. And there shall come forth a rod-Is. xi. Behold a king shall reign—Is. xxxii,-xxxv. From the recesses Hallelujah! for the Lord God-Rev. xix. If in this life only-1 Cor. xv. It is of the Lord's mercies-Lam. iii. . My soul doth magnify the Lord—Luke i. O Lord, I have heard thy speech-Hab. iii. The chariot! the chariot! Though I speak with the tongues-1 Cor. xiii. |