1 ’Tis nature’s voice which reason speaks,
Know, man, there is a God;
That great first cause who made the world,
And rules it by His nod.
2 The mighty truth unshaken stands,
And scorns the atheist’s school;
His boasted sense and wit but prove
He is the learnèd fool.
3 Far as with backward steps we trace
Great nature’s wondrous clue,
We must at length stop at some cause
Which no beginning knew.
4 This cause eternal we maintain,
And this the God we name;
Of all perfection full possessed,
Invariably the same.
5 A God, the wiser nations own,
Barbarians too consent;
Convinced by nature’s wondrous frame,
That mighty argument.
6 The God, the present God we see,
Where’er we turn our eyes;
In fairest lines His name is wrote
On earth, and seas, and skies.
7 Almighty God! I Thee adore,
Great author of my frame;
Long as I live my tongue shall sing
The glories of Thy name.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9506