Thou, the great, eter­nal God,
Art high above our thought!
Worthy to be feared, adored,
By all Thy hands have wrought:
None can with Thy­self com­pare;
Thy glo­ry fills both earth and sky;
We, and all Thy crea­tures, are
As no­thing in Thine eyes.

Of Thy great un­bound­ed pow­er
To Thee the praise we give,
Infinitely great, and more
Than heart can e’er con­ceive:
When Thou wilt to work pro­ceed,
Thy pur­pose firm none can with­stand,
Frustrate the de­ter­mined deed,
Or stay the al­migh­ty hand.

Thou, our God, art wise alone;
Thy coun­sel doth ex­cel;
Wonderful Thy works we own,
Thy ways un­search­able;
Who can sound the mys­te­ry,
Thy judg­ments’ deep abyss ex­plain,
Thine, whose eyes in dark­ness see,
And search the heart of man?