Incomprehensibility of God.

1 How wondrous great, how glorious
Must our Creator be! [bright
Who dwells amidst the dazzling light
Of vast infinity!

2 Our soaring spirits upward rise
Toward the celestial throne:
Fain would we see the blessed THREE,
And the Almighty ONE.

3 Our reason stretches all its wings,
And climbs above the skies;
But still how far beneath thy feet
Our groveling reason lies!

4 [Lord, here we bend our humble souls,
And awfully adore:
For the weak pinions or our minds
Can stretch a thought no more.]

5 Thy glories infinitely rise
Above our labouring tongue;
In vain the highest seraph tries
To form an equal song.

6 [In humble notes our faith adores
The great mysterious King,
While angels strain their nobler powers,
And sweep th’ immortal string.]

27> Hymn 87. B. 2. C. M.
Abridge, Bedford.

An Arrangement of the
Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs
of Rev. Isaac Watts, D. D.
by James M. Winchell, A. M. 2nd Edition