Thy Glory, Lord, the Heavens Declare

Thy glo­ry

Lord

the heav­ens de­clare

The fir­ma­ment dis­plays Thy skill;

The chang­ing clouds

the view­less air

Tempest and calm Thy word ful­fill;

Day un­to day doth ut­ter speech

And night to night Thy know­ledge teach.

Though voice nor sound in­form the ear

Well known the lang­uage of their song

When one by one the stars ap­pear

Led by the si­lent moon along

Till round the earth

from all the sky

Thy beau­ty beams on ev­ery eye.

Waked by Thy touch

the morn­ing sun

Comes like a bride­groom from his bow­er

And

like a gi­ant

glad to run

His bright ca­reer with speed and power—

Thy flam­ing mes­sen­ger

to dart

Life through the depth of Na­ture’s heart.

While these trans­port­ing vi­sions shine

Along the path of Pro­vi­dence

Glory eter­nal

joy di­vine

Thy word re­veals

trans­cend­ing sense—

My soul Thy good­ness longs to see

Thy love to man

Thy love to me.