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How wond'rous great, how glorious bright

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.LXXXVII (1766) Publication Date: 1766 Lyrics: 1 How wondrous great, how glorious bright, Must our Creator be, Who dwells amidst the dazzling Light Of vast Infinity! 2 Our soaring Spirits upwards rise Tow'rd 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 grov'ling Reason lies! [4 Lord, here we bend our humble Souls, And awfully adore; For the weak Pinions of our Mind Can stretch a Thought no more.] 5 Thy Glories infinitely rise Above our lab'ring 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 Pow'rs, And sweep th' immortal String.] Topics: Faith and Reason; Glory of God above our Reason; God incomprehensible; Life preserved; Reason feeble Languages: English

The divine glories above our reason

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #II.LXXXVII (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Publication Date: 1793 First Line: How wondrous great, how glorious bright Lyrics: 1 How wondrous great, how glorious bright, Must our Creator be, Who dwells amidst the dazzling light Of vast infinity! 2 Our soaring spirits upwards rise T'ward 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 grov'ling reason lies! 4 [Lord! here we bend our humble souls, And awfully adore; For the weak pinions of our mind Can stretch a thought no more.] 5 Thy glories infinitely rise Above our lab'ring 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 pow'rs, And sweep th' immortal string.] Languages: English

How wondrous great, how glorious bright

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Columbian Repository #591 (1803) Publication Date: 1803

Hymn 87

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #II.87 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Publication Date: 1806 First Line: How wondrous great, how glorious bright Lyrics: How wondrous great, how glorious bright, Must our Creator be, Who dwells amidst the dazzling light Of vast infinity! Our soaring spirits upwards rise Toward the celestial throne; Fain would we see the blessed Three, And the Almighty One. Our reason stretches all its wings, And climbs above the skies; But still how far beneath thy feet Our grov'lling reason lies! [Lord, here we bend our humble souls, And awfully adore; For the weak pinions of our mind Can stretch a thought no more.] Thy glories infinitely rise Above our lab'ring tongue; In vain the highest seraph tries To form an equal song. [In humble notes our faith adores The great mysterious King, While angels strain their nobler powers, And sweep the immortal string.] Languages: English