Jesus is God! The so­lid earth,
The ocean broad and bright,
The count­less stars like gold­en dust,
That strew the sky at night,
The wheel­ing storm, the dread­ful fire,
The plea­sant whole­some air,
The sum­mer’s sun, the win­ter’s frost,
His own cre­ation were.

Jesus is God! The glo­ri­ous bands
Of gold­en an­gels sing
Songs of ador­ing praise to Him,
Their mak­er and their king.
He was true God in Beth­le­hem’s crib,
On Cal­va­ry’s cross true God,
He who in Heav’n eter­nal reigned,
In time on earth abode.

Jesus is God! Let sor­row come,
And pain, and ev­ery ill,
All are worth­while, for all are means
His glo­ry to ful­fill;
Worthwhile a thou­sand years of woe
To speak one lit­tle word,
If by that I be­lieve we own
The God­head of our Lord.

Jesus is God! O! could I now
But com­pass earth and sea,
To teach and tell the sin­gle truth,
How hap­py should I be!
O! had I but an an­gel’s voice,
I would pro­claim so loud,
Jesus, the good, the beau­ti­ful,
Is ev­er­last­ing God.