HYMN 2. The Immensity of GOD,
1
The Praise of the dread Majesty
of the great God above,
With trembling Heart I would sing forth,
O with him fall in Love!
2
But what am I? poor sorry Dust
that I should God admire!
Be silent then, and let's give place
unto the Heavenly Quire!
3
Thousands, and ten Thousands more
of glorious Angels, stand
Round thy high Throne, and Thee adore
in Songs at thy Command.
4
Hosannahs they sing unto Thee,
O Lord, continually.
They worship and most perfect be;
but, Ah! what, Lord, am I?
5
A Person of polluted Lips!
how shall I then express
The depth of thy Immensity?
or thy Infiniteness?
6
I from thy Presence cannot go;
what place, alass! is there
To hide from Thee? for I do know,
Lord, thou art every where!