Great God, How Infinite Art Thou!

Great God

how in­fin­ite art Thou!

What worth­less worms are we!

Let the whole race of crea­tures bow

And pay their praise to Thee.

Thy throne eter­nal ag­es stood

Ere seas or stars were made:

Thou art the ev­er liv­ing God

Were all the na­tions dead.

Nature and time quite nak­ed lie

To Thine im­mense sur­vey

From the for­ma­tion of the sky

To the great burn­ing day.

Eternity

with all its years

Stands pre­sent in Thy view;

To Thee there’s no­thing old ap­pears;

Great God! There’s no­thing new.

Our lives through var­ious scenes are drawn

And vexed with trif­ling cares;

While Thine eter­nal thought moves on

Thine un­dis­turbed af­fairs.

Great God

how in­fin­ite art Thou!

What worth­less worms are we!

Let the whole race of crea­tures bow

And pay their praise to Thee.