SONG I. A general Song of Praise to GOD.
18th Century Isaac Watts EnglishSONG I.
A general Song of Praise to GOD.
I.
HOW glorious is our heav'nly King, Who reigns above the Sky! How shall a Child presume to sing His dreadful Majesty?
II.
How great his Pow'r is, none can tell, Nor think how large his Grace; Not Men below, nor Saints that dwell On high before his Face.
III.
Not Angels that stand round the LORD, Can search his secret Will; But they perform his heav'nly Word, And sing his Praises still.
IV.
Then let me join this holy Train, And my first Off'rings bring; Th' eternal GOD will not disdain To hear an Infant sing.
V.
My Heart resolves, my Tongue obeys, And Angels shall rejoice, To hear their mighty Maker's Praise Sound from a feeble Voice.