Christian Worship Canst Thou Find Out The Almighty?
Can creatures to perfection find
Th’ eternal, uncreated Mind?
Or can the largest stretch of thought
Measure and search his nature out?
God is a King of power unknown;
Firm are the orders of his throne;
If he resolve, who dare oppose,
Or ask him why or what he does?
He frowns, and darkness veils the moon
The fainting sun grows dim at noon:
The pillars of heaven’s starry roof
Tremble and start at his reproof.
These are a portion of his ways:
But who shall dare describe his face?
Who can endure his light, or stand
To hear the thunders of his hand?