Great God, how infinite art Thou!What worthless worms are we!Let the whole race of creatures bow,And pay their praise to Thee.
Thy throne eternal ages stood,Ere seas or stars were made:Thou art the ever living God,Were all the nations dead.
Nature and time quite naked lieTo Thine immense survey,From the formation of the skyTo the great burning day.
Eternity, with all its years,Stands present in Thy view;To Thee there’s nothing old appears;Great God! There’s nothing new.
Our lives through various scenes are drawn,And vexed with trifling cares;While Thine eternal thought moves onThine undisturbed affairs.
Awake, O Lord, as in the time of old!Come, Holy Spirit, in Thy power and might;For lack of Thee our hearts are strangely cold,Our minds but blindly groping towards the light.
Doubts are abroad: make Thou these doubts to cease!Fears are within: set Thou these fears at rest!Strife is among us: melt that strife to peace!Change marches onward: may all change blest!
Make us to be what we profess to be;Let prayer be prayer, and praise be heartfelt praise;From unreality, O set us free,And let our words be echoed by our ways.
Turn us, good Lord, and so shall we be turned:Let every passion grieving Thee be stilled:Then shall our race be won, our guerdon earned,Our Master looked on, and our joy fulfilled.