Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#18

18. O Lord, our God, how wond'rous great

1 O Lord our God, how wond'rous great
Is thine exalted name!
The glories of thy heav'nly state,
Let men and babes proclaim.

2 When I behold your works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
The stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light;

3 Lord, what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,
That thou shouldst visit him with grace,
And love my nature so;

4 That thine eternal Son should bear
To take a mortal form,
Made lower than the angels are,
To save a dying worm?

[5 Yet while he liv'd on earth, unknown,
And man would not adore,
Th' obedient seas and fishes own
His Godhead and his pow'r.

6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet;
And fish, at his command,
Bring their large shoals to Peter's net,
Bring tribute to his hand.

7 These smaller glories of the Son,
Shone thro' the fleshly cloud:
Now we behold him on his throne,
And men confess him God.]

8 Let him be crown'd with majesty,
Who bow'd his head to death:
And be his honors sounded high
By all things that have breath.

9 Jesus, our Lord, how wond'rous great
Is thine exalted name!
The glories of thy heav'nly state
Let the whole earth proclaim.

Text Information

• First Line: O Lord, our God, how wond'rous great
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1790
• Scripture:
  Psalm 8

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