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<h2>ETERNAL POWER, WHOSE HIGH ABODE</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Our Father, Who art in Heaven.” Matthew 6:9</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_a_watts_i.jpg" alt="Isaac Watts (1674-1748)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="132.666666666667" height="184.666666666667"><em>Words: </em><a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_a_watts_i.html" target="_blank">Isaac Watts</a> (1674-1748).</p>
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<!-- Attributed to Watts in The Methodist Hymnal (New York: The Methodist Book Concern, 1905), # 17 -->
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Rockingham,” arranged by Edward Miller, 1790 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_r_rockingh.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Eternal Power, Whose high abode<br>
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Becomes the grandeur of a God,<br>
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Infinite lengths beyond the bounds<br>
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Where stars resolve their little rounds!</p>
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<p>The lowest step around Thy seat,<br>
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Rises too high for Gabriel’s feet;<br>
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In vain the favored angel tries<br>
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To reach Thine height with wond’ring eyes.</p>
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<p>There while the first archangel sings,<br>
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He hides his face behind his wings,<br>
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And ranks of shining thrones around<br>
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Fall worshiping, and spread the ground.</p>
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<p>Lord, what shall earth and ashes do?<br>
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We would adore our Maker, too;<br>
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From sin and dust to Thee we cry,<br>
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The Great, the Holy, and the High.</p>
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<p>Earth from afar has heard Thy fame,<br>
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And worms have learned to lisp Thy Name;<br>
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But, O! the glories of Thy mind<br>
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Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.</p>
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<p>God is in heaven, and men below;<br>
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Be short our tunes, our words be few;<br>
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A solemn reverence checks our songs,<br>
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And praise sits silent on our tongues.</p>
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