1 I sing of God--the world he made,
The glorious light, the soothing shade;
Dale, plain, and grove, and hill;
The wide and fathomless abyss,
Where nature joys in secret bliss,
And wisdom hides her skill.
2 Tell them, I AM, Jehovah said:
The listening earth did hear in dread;
And, smitten to the heart,
At once, above, beneath, around,
All nature, without voice or sound,
Replied, O Lord, THOU" ART!
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #26