1 I sing the mighty pow'r of God
That made the mountains rise,
That spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.
I sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day;
The moon shines full at God's command
And all the stars obey.
2 I sing the goodness of the Lord
That filled the earth with food;
That formed creation with a word,
And then pronounced it good.
Lord, how your wonders are displayed
Where'er I turn my eye;
If I survey the ground I tread,
Or gaze upon the sky!
3 There's not a plant or flow'r below
But makes your glories known;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,
By order from your throne;
While all that borrows life from you
Is ever in your care,
And ev'rywhere that I may be,
O God, be present there.