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PSALM 139. First Part. L.M.
The omniscience and omnipresence of God. (cont.)

4	Where, Lord, could I thy influ'nce shun? Or whither from thy presence run?
5	If up to heav'n I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; If down to hell's infernal plains, 'Tis there almighty vengeance reigns.
6	If I the morning wings could gain, And fly beyond the western main, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive.
7	Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the sable wings of night; One glance from thee, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day.
8	The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes: Thro' midnight shades thou find'st thy way, As in the blazing noon of day. HL Note
9	"O may these thoughts possess my breast, "Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! "Nor let my weaker passions dare "Consent to sin; for God is there."

PSALM 139. Second Part. C.M.
The wisdom of God in the formation of man.

1	WHEN I with pleading wonder stand,    And all my frame survey; Lord, 'tis thy work; I own, thy hand    Thus built my humble clay.
2	Thy hand my heart and reins possest,    Where unborn nature grew: Thy wisdom all my features trac'd,    And all my members drew.
3	Thine eye with nicest care survey'd    The growth of every part;

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PSALM 139. Second Part. C.M.
The wisdom of God in the formation of man. (cont.)

3	Till the whole scheme, thy thoughts had laid,    Was copied by thine art.
4	Heav'n, earth, and sea, and fire, and wind,    Show me thy wondrous skill; But I review myself, and find    Diviner wonders still.
5	Thine awful glories round me shine,    My flesh proclaims thy praise; Lord, to thy works of nature join    Thy miracles of grace.

PSALM 139. Third Part. C.M.
The words of God innumerable. An evening Psalm.

1	LORD, when I count thy mercies o'er,    They strike me with surprise; Not all the sands that spread the shore    To equal numbers rise.
2	My flesh with fear and wonder stands,    The product of thy skill; And hourly blessings from thy hands    Thy thoughts of love reveal.
3	These on my heart by night I keep;    How kind, how dear to me! O! may the hour that ends my sleep    Still find my thoughts with thee.

PSALM 139. Fourth Part. L.M.
Grace tried.

1	MY God, what inward grief I feel, When impious men transgress thy will! I mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain.
2	Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count them enemies to me.