1 Songs of immortal praise belong To my almighty God; He has my heart, and he my tongue To spread his Name abroad.
2 How great the works his hand has wrought! How glorious in our sight! And men in every age have sought His wonders with delight.
3 How most exact is nature's frame! How wise th' Eternal mind! His counsels never change the scheme That his first thoughts design'd.
4 When he redeem'd his chosen Son, He fix'd his covenant sure: The orders that his lips pronounce To endless years endure.
5 Nature and time, and earth and skies, Thy heavenly skill proclaim: What shall we do to make us wise, But learn to read thy Name?
6 To fear thy power, to trust thy grace Is our divinest skill; And he's the wisest of our race, That best obeys thy will.