All heav’n proclaims of Thy glory, O God!

Knowledge revealed as the night brings Thee laud.

Thy triumph seen as the slumb’ring sun wakes;

Joyous its circuit, till evening’s cool break.

 

No voice is heard by the hearkening ear;

Silent Thy speaking in man’s heart appears:

Thy sovereign power and nature divine,

Plain through the ages by Wisdom’s design.

 

How can the simple discern of his sin?

“Guilty!”, the conscience cries out from within.

Thy holy judgments revealed by Thy Word

Call for the sinner to fear Thee, O Lord.

 

Our hearts e’er wandered, suppressing Thy truth;

Till by Thy mercy, Thy Spirit pursued.

Perfect, Thy Word lit upon our blind eyes –

Cleansed and restored us to newness of life!

 

Sword of Thy Spirit, o'er my path control,

Thou sweet as honey which falls from the comb;

Thou pure as silver refined seven times.

Mind of the Father, conform me to Thine.