High in the Heav’ns, Eternal God

High in the heav’ns

eter­nal God

Thy good­ness in full glo­ry shines;

Thy truth shall break through ev­ery cloud

That veils and dark­ens Thy de­signs.

Forever firm Thy jus­tice stands

As mount­ains their foun­da­tions keep;

Wise are the wond­ers of Thy hands;

Thy judg­ments are a migh­ty deep.

Thy pro­vi­dence is kind and large

Both man and beast Thy boun­ty share;

The whole cre­ation is Thy charge

But saints are Thy pe­cul­iar care.

My God! how ex­cel­lent Thy grace;

Whence all our hope and com­fort springs!

The sons of Ad­am in dis­tress

Fly to the sha­dow of Thy wings.

From the pro­vi­sions of Thy house

We shall be fed with sweet re­past;

There mer­cy like a riv­er flows

And brings sal­va­tion to our taste.

Life like a fount­ain

rich and free

Springs from the pre­sence of my Lord;

And in Thy light our souls shall see

The glo­ries pro­mised in Thy Word.