A Selection of Psalms and Hymns: done under the appointment of the Philadelphian Association CCLXIV. The God of Abraham praise

A Selection of Psalms and Hymns‎#CCLXIV

Text:	The Covenant God
Author:	Oliver

CCLXIV. The Covenant God

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1 The GOD of Abra'm praise,
Who reigns enthron'd above;
Ancient of everlasting days,
And GOD of love;
Jehovah great I AM!
By earth and Heaven confess,
I bow and bless the sacred name,
For ever bless'd.

2 The GOD of Abra'm praise,
At whose supreme command,
From earth I rise, and seek the joys
At his right hand.
I'd all on earth forsake,
Its wisdom, Fame, and power;
And him my only portion make,
My shield and tower.

3 The GOD of Abra'm praise,
Whose all sufficient grace
Shall guide me all my happy days,
In all my ways:
He calls a worm his friend!
He calls himself my GOD!
And he shall save me to the end,
Thro' JESUS' blood.

4 He by himself hath sworn,
I on his oath depend,
I shall, on eagle's wings up-born
To Heaven ascend.
I shall behold his face,
I shall his power adore;
And sing the wonders of his grace,
For evermore?

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5 Tho' nature's strength decay,
And earth and hell withstand;
To Canaan's bounds I urge my way,
At God's command:
The wat'ry deep I pass,
With JESUS in my view,
And thro' the holing wilderness
My way pursue.

6 The goodly land I see,
With peace and plenty blest;
The land of sacred liberty,
And endless rest.
There milk and honey flow,
And oil and wine abound;
The trees of life forever grow,
With mercy crown'd.

7 There dwells the LORD our King,
The LORD our righteousness;
Triumphant o'er the world and sin,
The Prince of peac.
On Zion's sacred heignt,
His Kingdom stil maintains;
And glorious, with his saints in light,
For ever reigns.

8 The ransom'd nations bow,
Before the Saviour's face,
And at his feet their crowns they throw,
O'erwhelm'd with grace:
He shews his prints of love,
They kindle to a flame,
And sound throu' all the world's above,
"The slaughter'd Lamb."

9 The whole triumphant host
Give thanks to GOD on high:
"Hail Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!"
They ever cry.
Hail Abra'm's God and mine,
I join the Heavely lays:
All might and majesty are thine,
And endless praise.