HE Who on earth as man was known,
   And bore our sins and pains,
Now, seated on the eternal throne,
    The God of glory reigns.
2  His hands the wheels of nature guide
    With an unerring skill,
And countless worlds, extended wide,
    Obey His sovereign will.
3  While harps unnumbered sound His praise
    In yonder world above,
His saints on earth admire His ways,
    And glory in His love.
4  When troubles, like a burning sun,
    Beat heavy on their head,
To this almighty Rock they run,
    And find a pleasing shade.
5  How glorious He, how happy they
    In such a mighty Friend!
Whose love secures them all the way,
    And crowns them at the end.
John Newton, 1725-1807