Songs of Immortal Praise

Songs of im­mor­tal praise be­long

To my al­migh­ty God;

He has my heart

and He my tongue

To spread His name abroad.

How great the works His hand has wrought!

How glo­ri­ous in our sight!

And men in ev­ery age have sought

His won­ders with de­light.

How most ex­act is na­ture’s frame!

How wise th’eter­nal mind!

His coun­sels nev­er change the scheme

That His first thoughts de­signed.

When He re­deemed His chos­en sons

He fixed His co­ve­nant sure;

The or­ders that His lips pro­nounce

To end­less years en­dure.

Nature and time

and earth and skies

Thy heav­en­ly skill pro­claim;

What shall we do to make us wise

But learn to read Thy name?

To fear Thy pow­er

to trust Thy grace

Is our di­vin­est skill;

And he’s the wis­est of our race

That best ob­eys Thy will.