Awake, My Tongue, Thy Tribute Bring

Awake

my tongue

thy tri­bute bring

To Him who gave thee pow­er to sing;

Praise Him who is all praise above

The source of wis­dom and of love.

How vast His know­ledge

how pro­found!

A deep where all our thoughts are drowned;

The stars He num­bers

and their names

He gives to all those heav­en­ly flames.

Through each bright world above

be­hold

Ten thou­sand

thou­sand charms un­fold;

Earth

air

and migh­ty seas com­bine

To speak His wis­dom all di­vine.

But in re­demp­tion

O what grace!

Its won­ders

O what thought can trace!

Here

wis­dom shines for­ev­er bright;

Praise Him

my soul

with sweet de­light.