1 Eternal Source of life and thought!
Be all beneath thyself forgot,
While thee great Parent Mind we own,
In prostrate homage round thy throne.
2 While in themselves our souls survey
Of thee some faint reflected ray,
They, wond'ring, to their Father rise:
His pow'r, how vast! his thoughts, how wise!
3 O may we live before thy face
Th' obedient children of thy grace,
And thro' each path of duty move
With filial awe and filial love.
4 Call us away from flesh and sense;
Thy sov'reign hand can draw us thence;
We would obey the voice divine,
And all inferior joys resign.
Source: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #LXXVI