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The God Who Is

        The providence of God extends to all men, to all animals, and to all things whether animate or inanimate, both to the seen and to the unseen. Isaac Watts wrote:

 

 I sing the mighty power of God,                                                                                  That made the mountains rise;                                                                                  That spread the flowing seas abroad,                                                                          And built the lofty skies.

I sing the wisdom that ordained                                                                               The sun to rule the day;                                                                                                   The moon shines full at His command,                                                                   And all the stars obey.

 I sing the goodness of the Lord,                                                                               That filled the earth with food;                                                                                  He formed the creatures with His word,                                                                  And then pronounced them "good."

"Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed,                                                              Where'er I turn my eye;                                                                                                 If I survey the ground I tread,                                                                                     Or gaze upon the sky!

There's not a plant or flower below,                                                                          But makes Thy glories known;                                                                                 And clouds arise, and tempests blow,                                                                         By order from Thy throne;                                                                                      

While all that borrows life from Thee                                                                            Is ever in Thy care,                                                                                                       And everywhere that man can be,                                                                            Thou God art present there."

        And, William Cowper wrote:

 Ere God had built the mountains,                                                                                 Or raised the fruitful hills;                                                                                              Before He filled the fountains                                                                                        That feed the running rills;                                                                                            In Thee, from everlasting,                                                                                               The wonderful I AM,                                                                                                     Found Pleasures never wasting,                                                                                     And Wisdom is Thy name.                                                                                             When like a tent to dwell in,                                                                                           He spread the skies abroad,                                                                                             And swathed about the swelling                                                                                     Of Ocean's mighty flood,                                                                                                He wrought by weight and measure;                                                                              And Thou wast with Him then:                                                                                       Thyself the Father's pleasure,                                                                                        And Thine, the sons of men.                                                                                            And couldst Thou be delighted                                                                                  With creatures such as we,                                                                                              Who, when we saw Thee, slighted                                                                                And nailed Thee to a tree?                                                                                           Unfathomable wonder! And mystery divine;                                                                  The voice that speaks in thunder                                                                                    Says, "Sinner, I am thine!"

   Reader, do you know the God of the Bible?

"The God Who Is?"

 

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