I Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me thro',
Thine eye commands with piercing view;
My rising and my resting hours,
My heart and flesh, with all their pow'rs.
II My thoughts before they are my own,
Are to my God distinctly known;
He knows the words I mean to speak
Ere from my op'ning lips they break.
III Within thy circling power I stand
On ev'ry side I find thy hand;
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
I am surrounded still with God.
IV Amazing knowledge! vast and great!
What large extent! what lofty height!
My soul, with all the pow'rs I boast!
Is in the boundless prospect lost.
V "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.
Pause I.
VI Could I so false, so faithless prove,
To quit thy service and thy love,
Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun?
Or from thy dreadful glory run?
VII If up to heav'n I take my flight,
'Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light;
Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns,
And Satan groans beneath thy chains.
VIII If mounted on a morning ray,
I fly beyond the western sea,
Thy swifter hand would first arrive,
And there arrest thy fugitive.
IX Or should I try to shun thy sight,
Beneath the spreading veil of night,
One glance of thine, one piercing ray,
Would kindle darkness into day.
X "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.
Pause II
XI The veil of night is no disguise,
No screen from thy all-searching eyes:
Thy hand can search thy foes as soon
Thro' midnight shades, as blazing noon.
XII Midnight and noon in this agree,
Great God, they're both alike to thee:
Not death can hide what God will spy,
And hell lies naked to his eye.
XIII "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.
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