145. C. M. Watts.
Decrees and Providence of God.
1Let the whole race of creatures lie
Abased before the Lord:
Whate'er his mighty hand has formed
He governs with a word.
2Ten thousand ages ere the skies
Were into motion brought,
All the long years and worlds to come
Stood present to his thought.
3Trusting thy wisdom, God of love,
We would not wish to know
What, in the book of thy decrees,
Awaits us here below
4Be this alone our fervent prayer,--
Whate'er our lot shall be,
Or joys, or sorrows, may they form
Our souls for heaven and thee.