Now to the Lord a no­ble song!
Awake, my soul; awake, my tongue;
Hosanna to th’eter­nal name,
And all His bound­less love pro­claim.

See where it shines in Je­sus’ face,
The bright­est im­age of His grace;
God, in the per­son of His Son,
Has all His might­iest works out­done.

The spa­cious earth and spread­ing flood
Proclaim the wise and pow­er­ful God;
And thy rich glo­ries from afar
Sparkle in ev­ery roll­ing star.

But in His looks a glo­ry stands,
The nob­lest la­bor of thine hands;
The pleas­ing lus­ter of His eyes
Outshines the won­ders of the skies.

Grace! ‘tis a sweet, a charm­ing theme;
My thoughts re­joice at Je­sus’ name:
Ye an­gels, dwell up­on the sound!
Ye heav’ns, re­flect it to the ground!

O may I live to reach the place
Where he un­veils His love­ly face!
Where all His beau­ties you be­hold,
And sing His name to harps of gold!