Hymn number 8

O LORD, our Lord, how high, how great
Is Thine exalted name!
The glories of Thy heavenly state
Let men and babes proclaim.

2

When I behold Thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
The stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light.

3

Lord, what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,
That Thou shouldst visit him with grace
And love his nature so?

4

That Thine eternal Son should bear
To take a mortal form,
Made lower than His angels are,
To save a dying worm!

5

Let Him be crowned with majesty
Who bowed His head to death,
And be His honours sounded high
By all things that have breath.

6

Jesus, our Lord, how high, how great
Is Thine exalted name!
The glories of Thy heavenly state
Let the whole earth proclaim.


	8	Psalm 8	CM

	O LORD, our Lord, how high, how great Is Thine exalted name! The glories of Thy heavenly state Let men and babes proclaim.

2	When I behold Thy works on high, The moon that rules the night, The stars that well adorn the sky, Those moving worlds of light.

3	Lord, what is man, or all his race, Who dwells so far below, That Thou shouldst visit him with grace And love his nature so?

4	That Thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal form, Made lower than His angels are, To save a dying worm!

5	Let Him be crowned with majesty Who bowed His head to death, And be His honours sounded high By all things that have breath.

6	Jesus, our Lord, how high, how great Is Thine exalted name! The glories of Thy heavenly state Let the whole earth proclaim.

	Isaac Watts, 1674-1748