I sing the mighty power of God

that made the mountains rise

That spread the flowing seas abroad

and built the lofty skies.

I sing the wisdom that ordained

the sun to rule the day

The moon shines full at God's command

and all the stars obey.

I sing the goodness of the Lord

who filled the earth with food

Who formed the creatures with His Word

and then pronounced them good.

Lord, how thy wonders are displayed

where 'ere I turn my eye

If I survey the ground I tread

or gaze upon the sky.

There's not a plant or flower below

but makes thy glories known

And clounds arise and tempests blow

by order from Thy throne

While all that borrows life from Thee

is ever in thy care

And every where that man can be

Thou, God art present there.

Isaac Watts