1 How wondrous are the Works of God,
Display'd thro' all the world abroad!
Immensely great! Immensely small!
Yet one strange Work exceeds them all.

2 He form'd the Sun, fair fount of Light;
The Moon, and Stars to rule the Night;
But Night, and Stars, and Moon, and Sun,
Are little Works compar'd with One.

3 He roll'd the Seas and Spread the Skies;
Made Vallies sink and Mountains rise;
The Meadows cloth'd with native Green;
And bade the rivers glide between.

4 But what are Seas, or Skies, or Hills;
Or verdant Vales,or gliding Rills,
To Wonders Man was born to prove?
The Wonders of redeeming Love!

5 'Tis far beyond what words express,
What Saints can feel,or Angels guess;
Angels, that Hymn the Great I AM,
Fall down and veil before the Lamb.

6 The highest Heav'ns are short of this,
'Tis deeper then then the vast Abyss,
'Tis more than Thought can e'er conceive,
Or Hope expect, or Faith believe.

7 Almighty God sigh,d human Breath,
The Lord of Life experienc'd Death;
How it was done we can't discuss;
But this we know, 'twas done for us.

8 Blest with this Faith then let us raise
Our Hearts in Love, our Voice in Praise,
All things to us must Work for Good,
For whom the Lord hath shed his Blood.

9 Trials may press of ev'ry Sort;
They may be sore; they must be shore,
We now believe but soon shall view,
The greatest Glories God can shew.