CCLIII. The Unknown GOD.

THOU, mighty LORD, art GOD alone,
A King of Majesty unknown;
And all thy dazling Glories rise
Beyond the Reach of Angels Eyes.

Yet thro' this Earth thy Works proclaim
Some Notice of thy rev'rend Name;
And, where thy gracious Gospel shines,
We read it in the fairest Lines.

But O! how few of Adam's Race
Have learn'd thy Nature and thy Ways!
While thousands, ev'n in Lands of Light,
Are buried in Egyptian Night.

They tread thy Courts, thy Word they hear,
And to thy solemn Rites draw near;
Yet, tho' Salvation seems so nigh,
Because they know not GOD, they die.

Send thy victorious Gospel forth
Wide from these Regions of the North;
And thro' thy Churches Grace impart
To write thy Name on ev'ry Heart.