1 Oh Lord, How perfect is your name.
In all the earth great thy fame,
Above the heavens thou didst set
Thy glory gracious Lord, and yet
out of the mouths of babes calls Thee,
Thy strength to still the enemy!
2 When I behold thy heav’ns grand
The moon and stars at thy command
Lord, What is man that thou shouldst heed
his call or visit his seed,
Near angels then have fixed steadfast
the honor and glory crown His head.