Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David ‎#CXXXIXb

CXXXIXb. The wonderful Formation of Man

1 'Twas from thy hand, my GOD, I came,
A Work of such a curious frame;
In me thy fearful wonders shine,
And each proclaims thy skill divine.

2 Thine eyes could all my limbs survey,
Which yet in dark confusion lay:
Thou saw'st the daily growth they took,
Form'd by the model of thy book.

3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd,
And what thy sovereign counsels fram'd,
The breathing lungs, the beating heart,
Was copy'd with unerring art.

4 At last to shew my Maker's name,
God stamp'd his Image on my frame,
And in some unknown moment join'd
The finish'd members of the mind.

5 There the young seeds of thought began,
And all the passions of the man,
Great GOD, our infant nature pays
Immortal tribute to thy praise.

Pause.

6 Lord, since in my advancing age
I've acted on life's busy stage,
Thy thoughts of love to me surmount
The power of numbers to recount.

7 I could survey the ocean o'er,
And count each sand that makes the shore,
Before my swiftest thoughts could trace
The numerous wonders of thy grace.

8 These on my heart are still imprest,
With these I give my eyes to rest;
And at my waking hour I find
GOD and his love possess my mind.

Text Information

• First Line: 'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came
• Title: The wonderful Formation of Man
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1785
• Scripture:
  Psalm 139
• Notes: Second Part

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