WHITHER shall a creature run, From Jehovah's Spirit fly? How Jehovah's presence...

WHITHER shall a creature run, From Jehovah's Spirit fly? How Jehovah's presence shun, Screened from his all-seeing eye? Holy Ghost, before thy face Where shall I myself conceal? Thou art God in every place, God incomprehensible.

If to heaven I take my flight, With beatitude unknown Filling all the realms of light, There thou sittest on thy throne! If to hell I could retire, Gloomy pit of endless pains, There is the consuming fire, There almighty vengeance reigns.

If the morning's wings I gain, Fly to earth's remotest bound, Could I hid from thee remain, In a world of waters drowned? Leaving lands and seas behind, Could I the Omniscient leave? There thy quicker hand would find, There arrest, the fugitive.

Covered by the darkest shade, Should I hope to lurk unknown, By a sudden light bewrayed, By an uncreated sun, Naked at the noon of night Should I not to thee appear? Forced to acknowledge in thy sight, God is light, and God is here!