O LORD, our Lord how wondrous great
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O LORD, our Lord how wondrous great The glories of Thine heav'nly state Let men and babes proclaim.
Verse 2
When I behold Thy works on high, The moon that rules the night, And stars that well adorn the sky, Those moving worlds of light:
Verse 3
Lord, what is man, or all his race, Who dwells so far below, That Thou shouldst visit him with grace And love his nature so?
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That Thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal form, Made lower than His angels are, To save a dying worm?
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Let Him be crown'd with majesty Who bow'd His head to death; And be His honours sounded high By all things that have breath.
Verse 6
Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great The glories of Thy heav'nly state Let the whole earth proclaim.