2 See, the sun his power awakes,

As through clouds his glory breaks;
See the moon and stars of light,
Praising God in stillest night.

3 See how God this rolling globe
Swathes with beauty as a robe;
Forests, fields, and living things,
Each its Master's glory sings.

4 Through the air Thy praises meet,
Birds are singing clear and sweet;
Fire, and storm, and wind, Thy will
As Thy ministers fulfill.

5 The ocean waves Thy glory tell,
At Thy touch they sing and swell;
From the well-spring to the sea,
Rivers murmur, Lord, of Thee.
6 O my God, what wonders lie
Hid in Thine infinity!
Stamp upon my inmost heart
What I am, and what Thou art.
J. Neander, 1680

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C. M.

Scotch Psalter, 1615

My God! how won-der-ful Thou art, Thy majesty how bright!

How beau-ti ful Thy mercy-seat In depths of burn-ing light!

2 How dread are Thine eternal years,

O everlasting Lord,

By prostrate spirits day and night
Incessantly adored!

3 How wonderful, how beautiful,
The sight of Thee must be,

Thine endless wisdom, boundless power,
And awful purity!

4 O how I fear Thee, living God!

With deepest, tenderest fears,

And worship Thee with trembling hope,
And penitential tears!

5 Yet, I may love Thee too, O Lord!

Almighty as Thou art,

For Thou hast stooped to ask of me
The love of my poor heart.

6 No earthly father loves like Thee,
No mother e'er so mild,

Bears and forbears, as Thou hast done
With me, Thy sinful child.

7 My God, how wonderful Thou art,
Thou everlasting Friend!

On Thee I stay my trusting heart,
Till faith in vision end.

F. W. Faber, 1849

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S. M.

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Arr. fr. R. Schumann, 1810-1856

O bless the Lord, my soul, His grace to thee pro- claim,

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His head with ra-diant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'erflow.

Fair-er is He than all the fair That fill the heaven-ly train.

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High in the heavens, e-ter-nal God, Thy goodness in full glo-ry shines;

Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens Thy designs.

2 Forever firm Thy justice stands,

As mountains their foundations keep;
Wise are the wonders of Thy hands;
Thy judgments are a mighty deep.

3 My God, how excellent Thy grace,

Whence all our hope and comfort spring!
The sons of Adam in distress

Fly to the shadow of Thy wing.

4 Life, like a fountain rich and free,

Springs from the presence of my Lord;
And in Thy light our souls shall see
The glorious promise in Thy word.