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Omnipresence of God.
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Yes, my God, I come before Thee, Come Thou also down to me;There we find Thee and adore Thee There a heaven on earth must he.To my heart, oh, enter Thou,Let it be Thy temple now.
Here Thy praise is gladly chanted, Here Thy seed is duly sown;Let my soul, where it is planted, Bring forth precious sheaves alone,So that all I hear may beFruitful unto life in me.
Thou my faith increase and quicken, Let me keep Thy gift divineHowsoe'er temptations thicken; May Thy word still o'er me shine.As my pole-star through my life,As my comfort in my strife.
Speak, O God, and I will hear Thee, Let Thy will be done indeed;May I undisturbed draw near Thee While Thou dost Thy people feed;Here of life the Fountain flows,Here is balm for all our woes.
Omnipresence of God.
Above—below—where'er I gaze, Thy guiding finger, Lord, I view,Traced in the midnight planets' blaze, Or glistening in the morning dew;Whate'er is beautiful or fair,Is but Thine own reflection there.
I hear Thee in the stormy wind, That turns the ocean wave to foam;Nor less Thy wondrous power I find, When summer airs around me roam;The tempest and the calm declareThyself, for Thou art everywhere.
I find Thee in the depth of night, And read Thy Name in every star