God glorious, and Sinners saved.
I
Father, how wide thy glory shines!
How high thy wonders rise!
Known through the earth by thousand signs,
By thousand thro' the skies.
II
Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r,
Their motions speak thy skill;
And on the wings of every hour,
We read thy patience still.
III
Part of thy name divinely stands
On all thy creatures writ,
They show the labour of thine hands,
Or impress of thy feet.
IV
But when we view thy strange design
To save rebellious worms,
Where vengeance and compassion join
In their divinest forms;
V
Our thoughts are lost in reverend awe:
We love and we adore;
The first archangel never saw
So much of God before.
VI
Here the whole deity is known,
Nor dares a creature guess
Which of the glories brightest shone
The justice or the grace.
VII
When sinners broke the Father's laws,
The dying Son atones;
Oh the dear mysteries of his cross!
The triumph of his groans!
VIII
Now the full glories of the Lamb
Adorn the heav'nly plains;
Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel's name,
And try their choicest strains.
IX
O may I bear some humble part
In that immortal song!
Wonder and joys shall tune my heart,
And love command my tongue.
