1 Great God, how infinite art thou! What worthless worms are we! Let the whole race of creatures bow And pay their praise to thee.
2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made; Thou art the ever-living God Were all the nations dead.
3 Nature and time quite naked lie To thine immense survey, From the formation of the sky To the great burning day.
4 Eternity with all its years Stands present in thy view; To thee there's nothing old appears, Great God, there's nothing new.
5 Our lives thro' various scenes are drawn, And vex'd with trifling cares; While thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturb'd affairs.
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.