New Wonders of Thy Mighty Hand

New won­ders of Thy migh­ty hand

Lord

we to­day ad­mire

Writ on the fir­ma­ment ab­ove

In glit­ter­ing orbs of fire.

The sun is rul­er of the day

The silv­er moon of night

The star­ry hosts ad­orn the sky

In or­dered ranks of light.

But e’en that glo­ri­ous sun must set

And knows his go­ing down

That sil­ver moon must wax and wane

The stars their cours­es own.

Still in an ev­er chang­ing round

The day­light comes and goes;

But Thou art ev­er­more the same

No change Thy mer­cy knows.

Why wav­er then our trou­bled hearts?

Thine is a fa­ther’s care;

And they

eter­nal life who seek

Eternal life shall share.

All praise

all glo­ry be as­cribed

To God the One in Three

Who bids us cast our care on Him

To Him for com­fort flee.