The Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts ‎#Ps.15

Ps.15. Psalm 8

O Lord, our heav'nly King,
Thy name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heav'ns they shine.

When to thy works on high
I raise my wondering eyes,
And see the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the darksome skies

When I survey the stars,
And all their shining forms,
Lord, what is man, that worthless thing,
Akin to dust and worms?

Lord, what is worthless man,
That thou shouldst love him so?
Next to thine angels is he placed,
And lord of all below.

Thine honors crown his head,
While beasts, like slaves, obey;
And birds that cut the air with wings,
And fish that cleave the sea.

How rich thy bounties are!
And wondrous are thy ways
Of dust and worms thy power can frame
A monument of praise.

[Out of the mouths of babes
And sucklings thou canst draw
Surprising honors to thy name,
And strike the world with awe.

O Lord, our heav'nly King,
Thy name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heav'ns they shine.]

Text Information

• First Line: O Lord, our heav'nly King
• Title: Psalm 8
• Author: Isaac Watts
• Meter: S. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1806
• Scripture:
  Psalm 8
• Topic: Christ: exalted to the kingdom; Adam: the first and second, their dominion; Christ: his condescension and glorification; Christ: praised by children; Christ: the second Adam, his incarnation, his dominion; Dominion: of man over creatures; Glorification: and condescension of Christ; God: his sovereignty and goodness to man; God: made man; God: praised by children; Goodness of God; Hosanna: of the children; Man: dominion over creatures; Praise: to God from children

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