1 | My Father God, when on Thy vast creation, |
| The wonders of the heavn and earth, I gaze, |
| Things great and small, beyond enumeration, |
| Which manifest Thy powr in untold ways; |
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| | Then all my being sings in praise to Thee, |
| | | How marvellous! How great Thou art! |
| | And this Ill sing through all eternity, |
| | | How marvellous! How great Thou art! |
2 | As I enjoy the grace of Thy salvation |
| And contemplate how Thou Thy Son hast sent, |
| Who died that we might be Thy new creation, |
| Thy life expressing to the full extent; |
3 | When in the church, in blest participation, |
| I see how millions Thine own life possess, |
| How they are built to form Thy habitation, |
| Containing Thee, Thy fulness to express; |
4 | As I expect the coming age of fulness |
| And hope to share the new Jerusalem, |
| With all the heavens and the earth in newness |
| And all Thou art expressed in all of them; |