O Thou, to Whom All Creatures Bow

O Thou

to whom all crea­tures bow

Within this earth­ly frame

Thro’ all the world

how great art Thou!

How glo­ri­ous is Thy name!

When Heav’n

Thy beau­te­ous work on high

Employs my won­der­ing sight;

The moon that night­ly rules the sky

With stars of feeb­ler light;

Lord

what is man

that Thou shouldst deign

To bear him in Thy mind!

Or what his race

that Thou shouldst prove

To them so won­drous kind!

O Thou

to whom all crea­tures bow

Within this earth­ly frame

Thro’ all the world

how great art Thou!

How glo­ri­ous is Thy name!