1 O God, most holy are Thy ways,
And who like Thee deserves my praise?
Thou only doest wondrous things,
The whole wide world Thy glory sings;
Thy outstretched arm Thy people saved,
Though sore distressed and long enslaved.
2 O God, from Thee the waters fled,
The depths were moved with mighty dread,
The swelling clouds their torrents poured,
And o'er the earth the tempest roared;
'Mid lightning's flash and thunder's sound
Great trembling shook the solid ground.
3 Thy way was in the sea, O God,
Through mighty waters, deep and broad.
None understood but God alone,
To man Thy footsteps were unknown;
But safe Thy people Thou didst keep,
Almighty Shepherd of Thy sheep.
The Psalter: with responsive readings, 1912
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The Cyber Hymnal #4880||O God, Most Holy Are Thy Ways||O God, most holy are Thy ways||VATER UNSER||Anonymous||88.88.88||From <cite>The Psalter</cite> (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania: The United Presbyterian Board of Publication, 1912), number 211|
|Trinity Hymnal (Rev. ed.) #39||O God, Most Holy Are Your Ways||O God, most holy are your ways||VATER UNSER||220.127.116.11.8.8.8.||Psalm 77:13-20||1990||God | His Power; God | Holiness of; God | Works of; Miracles |||<i>The Psalter</i>, 1912; alt. 1990, mod.|