O God, how wide Thy glory shines!
How high Thy wonders rise!
Known through the earth by thousand signs,
By thousands through the skies.

Those mighty orbs proclaim Thy power;
Their motions speak Thy skill;
And on the wings of every hour
We read Thy patience still.

But when we view Thy strange design
To save rebellious worm,
Where vengeance and compassion join
In their divinest forms:

Here Thy bright character is known,
Nor dare a creature guess
Which of the glories brightest shone,
Thy justice, or the grace.

Now the full glories of the lamb
Adorn the heavenly throne,
While saints on earth that know His name,
Their Lord and Saviour own.