| Text: | The Infinity of God |
| Author: | Watts |
1 Great God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to thee!
2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere seas or stars were made;
Thou art the ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead.
3 [Nature and time quite naked lie
To thy immense survey,
From the formation of the sky,
To the great burning day.]
4 Eternity, with all its years,
Stands present in thy view;
To thee there’s nothing old appears –
Great God! there’s nothing new!
5 Our lives through various scenes are drawn,
And vexed with trifling cares,
While thy eternal thought moves on
Thy undisturbed affairs.
6 Great God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to thee!
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Great God! how infinite are thou! |
| Title: | The Infinity of God |
| Author: | Watts |
| Meter: | C.M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1844 |
| Topic: | The Perfections of God |