How
shall I praise
the eternal One
Who
can ascend his dwelling place,
who
can venture near his throne?
God's
bold beloved go by grace
The
Father
of Lights-eternally
Arrayed
in
raiment
shining
bright
With
his all-searching eye shall see
All
secrets revealed
in
his
sight.
How
shall I praise
the Triune
One
The
Father, Spirit and the Son
I
will praise Him with my all
And
early He shall hear my call.
Those
watchful eyes that never sleep
Survey
the world both night and day
His
wisdom is a boundless deep
And
all our thoughts to him display
Our
mighty god, whose arm is strong
To
save and keep, or to destroy;
Longsuffering
grace he still prolongs,
And
endless is his boundless joy.
How
shall I praise
the Triune
One
The
Father, Spirit and the Son
I
will praise Him with my all
And
early He shall hear my call.
In
Him no shadows of turning
Nor
variations wax and wane
For
this surety we are yearning
Firm
as a rock his truth remains
He'll
not alter what he ordains
His
promises his power guards
O'er
all of life he rules and reigns
He
is the God of just rewards
How
shall I praise
the Triune
One
The
Father, Spirit and the Son
I
will praise Him with my all
and
early He shall hear my call.
Demons
before his presence flee;
How
holy is his wondrous name!
His
anger and his jealousy
Burn
like devouring roaring flame.
Justice
upon a dreadful throne
Maintains
the righteous rights of God;
While
Mercy sends her pardons down,
And
ransoms with a Savior's blood.
How
shall I praise
the Triune
One
The
Father, Spirit and the Son
I
will praise Him with my all
and
early He shall hear my call.
Some words after Isaac Watts
October 19, 2018
October 19, 2018
Anthony
Foster
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