Supplication for Grace.

PUBLICK WORSHIP.

From the German. 

I.

LO GOD is here! Let us adore
 And own, how dreadful is this Place! 
Let all within us feel his Pow'r,
 And silent bow before his Face. 
Who know his Pow'r, his Grace who prove
 Serve Him with Awe, with Rev'rence love. 

II.

Lo, GOD is here! Him Day and Night
 Th' united Quires of Angels sing:
 To Him enthron'd above all Height
 Heavn's Hosts their noblest Praises bring:
 Disdain not, LORD, our meaner Song,
 Who praise Thee with a stamm'ring Tongue. 

III.

Gladly the Toys of Earth we leave,
 Wealth, Pleasure, Fame, for Thee alone:
 To Thee our Will, Soul, Flesh we give;
 O take, O seal them for thy own. 
Thou art the GOD; Thou art the LORD:
 Be Thou by all thy Works ador'd! 

IV.

Being of Beings, may our Praise
 Thy Courts with grateful Fragrance fill,
 Still may we stand before thy Face,
 Still hear and do thy sov'reign Will. 
To Thee may all our Thoughts arise,
 Ceaseless, accepted Sacrifice! 

V.

In Thee we move. All things of Thee
 Are full, Thou Source and Life of All! 
Thou vast, unfathomable Sea! 
Fall prostrate, lost in Wonder, fall,
 Ye Sons of Men; for GOD is Man! 
All may we lose, so Thee we gain! 

VI.

As Flow'rs their op'ning Leaves display
 And glad drink in the Solar Fire,
 So may we catch thy ev'ry Ray,
 So may thy Influence us inspire:
 Thou Beam of the Eternal Beam,
 Thou purging Fire, Thou quickning Flame!