I sing the mighty pow’r of God
that made the mountains rise,
that spread the flowing seas abroad
and built the lofty skies.
I sing the wisdom that ordained
the sun to rule the day;
the moon shines full at His command,
and all the stars obey.
I sing the goodness of the Lord
that filled the earth with food;
He formed the creatures with His Word
and then pronounced them good.
Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed
where’er I turn my eye
if I survey the ground I tread,
or gaze upon the sky.
There’s not a plant or flow’r below
but makes Thy glories known;
and clouds arise and tempests blow
by order from Thy throne;
while all that borrows life from Thee
is ever in Thy care,
and ev’rywhere that man can be,
Thou, God, art present there.
—Isaac Watts, 1715
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