88 L.M. J. Hart

Who shall thy wandering mazes trace? Surpassing human thought to know Where this abyss of love shall flow.

2 ’Twas hid in God’s eternal breast, For all his sons in Jesus blest, Whose mystic members, from of old, Were in the book of life enrolled.

3 [Shall one, as now in thy embrace, Before tomorrow fall from grace; Be doomed to Tophet’s endless flame, Where hope or mercy never came?

4 No! glory to his name we say, He’ll love tomorrow as today. No wrath shall e’er his bosom move Towards an object of his love.]

5 No heights of guilt, nor depths of sin, Where his redeemed have ever been, But sovereign grace was underneath, And love eternal, strong as death.

6 Come, then, ye saints, in strains divine, Rehearse the same in every line; Nor fear to sing the charming lay; You’ll sing the same another day.

7 No other song will be the employ Of saints, in worlds of endless joy, But loud hosannas round the throne, To the great sacred Three-in-One.

JOHN KENT 1803

88 L.M. J. Hart The Wonders of Redeeming Love. Ps. 130. 7

How wondrous are the works of God, Displayed through all the world abroad! Immensely great! immensely small! Yet one strange work exceeds them all!

2 [He formed the sun, fair fount of light; The moon and stars, to rule the night; But night and stars, and moon and sun, Are little works compared with one.]

3 [He rolled the seas and spread the skies, Made valleys sink and mountains rise;