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GREAT God! how infinite art Thou! What worthless worms are we! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to Thee! |
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2 | Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made; Thou art the ever-living God, Long after empires fade. |
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3 | All time and nature open lie To Thine immense survey, From the formation of the sky, To the great burning Day. |
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4 | Eternity, with all its years, Stands present in Thy view; To Thee there’s nothing old appears And Lord, there’s nothing new! |
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5 | Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vexed with trifling cares, While Thine eternal will moves on Unchanging through the years. |
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6 | Great God! how infinite art Thou! What worthless worms are we! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to Thee! |
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Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |