IX.—The All-seeing God.
1Almighty God, thy piercing eye
strikes through the shades of night,
And our most secret actions lie
all open to thy sight.
2There's not a sin that we commit,
nor wicked word we say,
But in thy dreadful book 'tis writ
against the judgment day,
3And must the crimes that I have done
be read and publish'd there?
Be all exposed before thy Son,
while men and angels hear?
4Lord, at thy feet asham'd I lie,
upward I dare not look;
Pardon my sins before I die
and blot them from thy book.
5Remember all the dying pains
that my Redeemer felt,
And let his blood wash out my stains,
and answer for my guilt.
6O may I now for ever fear
T' indulge a sinful thought;
Since the great God can see and hear
and writes down every fault.