God Is the Name My Soul Adores

1 God is a name my soul adores,
Th'Almighty Three, th'eternal One!
Nature and grace, with all their powers
Confess the infinite unknown.

2 Thy voice produced the sea and spheres,
Bid the waves roar, and planets shine;
But nothing like thyself appears,
Through all these spacious works of thine.

3 Still restless nature dies and grows;
From change to change the creatures run;
Thy being no succession knows,
And all thy vast designs are one.

4 Thrones and dominions round thee fall,
And worship is submissive forms;
Thy presence shakes this lower ball,
This little dwelling place of worms.

5 How shall affrighted mortals dare
To sing thy glory or thy grace?
Beneath thy feet we lie so far,
And see but shadows of thy face!

6 Who can behold this blazing light!
Who can approach consuming flame?
None but thy wisdom knows thy might,
None but thy word can speak thy name.

A New Selection of Hymns, 1812