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He trieth the reins.
Psalm 7:9.
Great God! thy penetrating eye
Pervades my inmost powers;
With awe profound my wondering soul
Falls prostrate and adores.
2 To be encompassed round with God,
The Holy and the Just,
Armed with omnipotence to save,
Or crush me to the dust—
3 O how tremendous is the thought!
Deep may it be impressed,
And may thy Spirit firmly ’grave
This truth within my breast.
4 Begirt with thee, my fearless soul
The gloomy vale shall tread;
And thou wilt bind th’ immortal crown
Of glory on my head.
E. Scott.