Text: | The Heavens Declare His Glory |
Author: | Conder |
Tune: | [The heavens declare his glory] |
Composer: | T. R. Matthews |
1 The heavens declare his glory,
Their Maker's skill the skies:
Each day repeats the story,
And night to night replies.
Their silent proclamation
Throughout the earth is heard;
The record of creation,
The page of nature's word.
2 So pure, so soul-restoring,
Is truth's diviner ray;
A brighter radiance pouring
Than all the pomp of day:
The wanderer surely guiding,
It makes the simple wise;
And evermore abiding,
Unfailing joy supplies.
3 Thy word is richer treasure
Than lurks within the mine;
And daintiest fare less pleasure
Yields than this food divine.
How wise each kind monition!
Led by thy counsels, Lord,
How safe the saints' condition,
How great is their reward!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | The heavens declare his glory |
Title: | The Heavens Declare His Glory |
Author: | Conder |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1875 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [The heavens declare his glory] |
Composer: | T. R. Matthews |