GREAT God! how infinite art Thou! What worthless worms are we! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to Thee!
Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made; Thou art the ever-living God, Long after empires fade.
All time and nature open lie To Thine immense survey, From the formation of the sky, To the great burning Day.
Eternity, with all its years, Stands present in Thy view; To Thee there’s nothing old appears— And Lord, there’s nothing new!
Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vexed with trifling cares, While Thine eternal will moves on Unchanging through the years.
Great God! how infinite art Thou! What worthless worms are we! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to Thee!
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748