Father, how wide thy glory shines

1Father, how wide thy glory shines!
How high thy wonders rise!
Known through the earth by countless signs,
By countless through the skies.

2Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power,
Their motions speak thy skill;
And on the wings of every hour
We read thy patience still.

3But when we view thy strange design
To save rebellious worms,
Where vengeance and compassion join
In their divinist forms;

4Here the whole Deity is known;
Nor dares a creature guess
Which of the glories brightest shone—
The justice, or the grace.

5Now the full glories of the Lamb
Adorn the heavenly plains;
While seraphs chant Immanuel's name,
And try their choicest strains.

6Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,
And love command my tongue.
O may I bear some humble part
In that immortal song!