1 THOU, the great, eternal Lord,
Art high above our thought!
Worthy to be feared, adored,
By all thy hands have wrought;
None can with thyself compare;
Thy glory fills both earth and sky;
We, and all thy creatures, are
As nothing in thine eye.
2 Of thy great unbounded power
To thee the praise we give,
Infinitely great, and more
Than heart can e'er conceive;
When thou wilt to work proceed,
Thy purpose firm none can withstand,
Frustrate the determined deed,
Or stay the almighty hand.
3 Thou, O God, art wise alone!
Thy counsel doth excel;
Wonderful thy works we own,
Thy ways unsearchable;
Who can sound the mystery,
Thy judgments' deep abyss explain?
Thine, whose eyes in darkness see,
And search the heart of man.