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(7) The Majesty of God.

Come, oh, my soul, in sacred lays,

Attempt thy great Creator's praise;

But oh! what tongue can speak his fame?

What mortal verse can reach the theme?

2 Enthroned amidst the radiant spheres,

He glory like a garment wears;

To form a robe of light divine,

Ten thousand suns around him shine.

3 In all our Master's grand designs,

Omnipotence with wisdom shines;

His works, through all this wondrous frame,

Bear the great impress of his name.

4 Raised on Devotion's lofty wing,

Do thou, my soul! his glories sing;

And let his praise employ thy tongue,

Till listening worlds applaud the song.

Thomas Blacklock, 1754.