1 When the Eternal bows the skies
To visit earthly things,
With scorn divine he turns his eyes,
From towers of haughty kings;
2 He bids his awful chariot roll
Far downward from the skies,
To visit every humble soul,
With pleasure in his eyes.
3 Why should the lord that reigns above
Disdain so lofty kings?
Say, Lord, and why such looks of love,
Upon such worthless things?
4 Mortals be dumb; what creature dares
Dispute his awful will?
Ask no account of his affairs,
But tremble and be still.
5 Just like his nature is his grace,
All sovereign and all free;
Great God, how searchless are thy ways!
How deep thy judgments be!
Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs: for the use of religious assemblies and private Christians 1800