O Lord, How Good, How Great Art Thou

O Lord

how good

how great art Thou

In Heav’n and earth the same!

There an­gels at Thy foot­stool bow

Here babes Thy grace pro­claim.

When glor­ious in the night­ly sky

Thy count­less worlds I see

O what is man

I won­der­ing cry

To be so loved by Thee?

To him Thou hour­ly deign’st to give

New mer­cies from on high;

Didst quit Thy throne with him to live

For him in pain to die.

Close to Thy own bright se­ra­phim

His fa­vored path is trod

And all be­side are serv­ing him

That he may serve his God.

O Lord

how good

how great art Thou

In Heav’n and earth the same!

There an­gels at Thy foot­stool bow

Here babes Thy grace pro­claim.