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Father, how wide thy glories shine!
How high thy wonders rise!
Known through the earth by thousand signs,
By thousand 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.
Part of thy name divinely stands
On all thy creatures writ;
They show the labour of thy hands,
Or impress of thy feet.
But when we view thy strange design
To save rebellious worms,
Our souls are filled with awe divine
To see what God performs.
Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe;
We love and we adore;
The first archangel never saw
So much of God before.
Here the whole Deity is known,
Nor dares a creature guess
Which of the glories brightest shone,
The justice, or the grace.
When sinners break the Father's laws,
The dying Son atones;
O the dear mysteries of his cross,
The triumph of his groans.
Now the full glories of the Lamb
Adorn the heavenly plains;
Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel's name,
And try their choicest strains.
O may I bear some humble part
In that immortal song!
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,
And love command my tongue.
Though language fails, we must proclaim
Jehovah's wondrous ways,
And through eternity the same
Shall be our theme of praise.
---Alternative verses---
Father, how wide thy glory shines!
How high thy wonders rise!
Known through the earth by thousand signs,
By thousand through the skies.
Part of thy name divinely stands
On all thy creatures writ;
They show the labour of thy hands,
The impress of thy feet.
But when we view thy grand design
To save rebellious worms,
Where wisdom, power, and goodness shine
In their most glorious forms-
But when we view thy great design,
To save rebellious worms,
There holiness and mercy shine,
In their divinest forms.
But when we view thy grand design
To save rebellious worms,
Where vengeance and compassion join
In their divinest forms-
But when we view thy grand design
To save rebellious worms,
Where justice and compassion join
In their divinest forms-
But when we view thy strange design
To save rebellious worms,
Where vengeance and compassion join
In their divinest forms-
Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe;
We love and we adore;
The highest angel never saw
So much of thee before.
Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe,
We love and we adore;
The brightest angel never saw
So much of GOD before.
Here thy perfections best are known;
Here saints and angels trace
The wisdom, which so brightly shone
With holiness and grace.
Here thy great name appears complete
And thought can never trace
Which of the glories brighter shine--
The justice or the grace!
Here the whole Deity is known,
Nor dares a creature guess
Which of the glories brighter shone,
The justice, or the grace.
Now the full glories of the Lamb
Adorn the heavenly plains;
Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name,
And try their choicest strains.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1889 | # 263 | | 2005 | # 92 | | 1853 | # 121 | | 1899 | # 42 | | | # 46 | | 1853 | # 41 | | 1866 | # 350 |
MUSIC
Name:
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HENRY
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1841
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 131 | C |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
Name
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meter
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| 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) | | 8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.) | | 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) |
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