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Hymn: But still the vast unfathom'd main (FL)

Hymnal: Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs

Date: 1843

Compiler: A Campbell/ W Scott/ B W Stone/ J T Johnson

Publisher/Printer: A Campbell

First Line: But still the vast unfathom'd main

Topic: Nature

Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>

Composer:

Meter: LM

Tune: Darwent

Hymn Number: Song 6 (part I)

Page Number: 081 (part I), click to see hymnal pages

Lyics

BUT still the vast unfathom'd main,

Of wonders a new scene supplies,

Whose depths inhabitants contain

Of ev'ry form, of ev'ry size.



Full freighted ships, from every port,

There cut their unmolested way;

Leviathan, whom there to sport,

Thou mad'st, has compass there to play.



These various troops of sea and land

In sense of common want agree;

All wait on thy dispensing hand,

And have their daily alms from thee.



They gather what thy stores disperse,

Without their trouble to provide;

Thou op'st thy hand-the universe,

The craving world, are all supplied.



Thou for a moment hid'st thy face-

The num'rous ranks of creatures mourn;

Thou tak'st their breath-all Nature's race

Forthwith to Mother Earth return.



Again: thou send'st thy Spirit forth

T' inspire the mass with vital seed-

Nature's restor'd, and parent Earth

Smiles on her new-created breed.



Thus through successive ages stands,

Firm fix'd, thy providential care;

Pleas'd with the work of thy own hands,

Thou dost the waste of time repair.



One look of thine, one wrathful look,

Earth's panting breast with terror fills;

One touch from thee, with clouds of smoke

In darkness shrouds the proudest hills.



In praising God, while he prolongs

My breath, I will that breath employ;

And join devotion to my songs,

Sincere as in him is my joy.



While sinners from earth's face are hurl'd,

My soul, praise thou his holy name,

Till with my song the list'ning world

Join concert, and his praise proclaim.