Hymn to the Creator

Bless the Lord, all his works, in all places of his dominion: bless the Lord, O my soul.

Psa. ciii. 22.

Heaven and earth, and sea and air
God’s eternal praise declare;
Up! my soul, awake and raise
Grateful hymns and songs of praise.

See the Sun, with glorious ray,
Pierce the clouds at opening day:
Moon and stars, in splendour bright,
Praise their God through silent night.

See how earth with beauty deck’d,
Tells a heavenly architect:
Woods, and fields with lowing kine,
Speak a finger all divine.

See the birds, how pair by pair
Swift they cleave the yielding air:
Thunder, light’ning, storm and wind
God doth at his will unbind.

See the billows tumbling o’er,
Chafing with incessant roar;
Hear them, as they sink and swell,
Loud their Maker’s praises tell.

Through the world, great God, I trace
Wonders of thy power and grace:
Write more deeply on my heart
What I am, and what Thou art.