Text: | GOD exalted above all Praise |
Author: | Watts |
1 Eternal Power whose high abode
Becomes the grandeur of a God;
Infinite length, beyond the bounds
Where stars revolve their little rounds.
2 The lowest step above thy seat
Rises too high for Gabriel's feet;
In vain the tall Arch-angel tries
To reach the height with wondering eyes.
3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do?
We would adore our Maker too;
From sin and dust to thee we cry,
The Great, the Holy, and the High!
4 Earth, from afar, has heard thy fame,
And worms have learn'd to lisp thy name,
But O, the glories of thy mind,
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.
5 God is in Heaven, but men below;
Be short our tunes; our words be few.
A sacred reverence checks our songs,
And praise sits silent on our tongues.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Eternal Power,!whose high abode |
Title: | GOD exalted above all Praise |
Author: | Watts |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
Topic: | God |
Notes: | Public Domain. |