VII | The Psalms of David#VIIIa | VIIIb |
1 O LORD, our heav'nly King,
Thy name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heav'ns they shine.
2 Whento thy works on high
I raise my wond'ring eyes,
And see the moon compleat in light,
Adorn the darksome skies:
3 When I survey the Stars,
And all their shining forms,
LORD, what is man, that worthless thing,
Akin to dust and worms?
4 LORD, what is worthless man,
That thou shouldst love him so?
Next to thine angels is he plac'd,
And Lord of all below.
5 Thine honors crown his head,
While beasts, like slaves obey,
And birds that cut the air with wings,
And fish that cleave the sea.
6 How rich thy bounties are!
And wond'rous are thy ways:
Of dust and worms thy power can frame
A monument of praise.
7 [Out of the mouths of babes
And sucklings thou can'st draw
Surprising honors to thy name,
And strike the world with awe.
8 O LORD, our heav'nly King,
Thy name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heav'ns they shine.]
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First Line: | O LORD, our heav'nly King |
Title: | GOD's Sovereignty and Goodness; and Man's Dominion over the Creatures |
Meter: | Short Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1780 |
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Notes: | Public Domain. |