By A Collection of Hymns

      C.M. Psalm viii.
      1 O LORD, how good, how great art thou,
      In heaven and earth the same!
      There angels at thy footstool bow,
      Here babes thy grace proclaim.

      2 When glorious in the nightly sky
      Thy moon and stars I see,
      O what is man! I wondering cry,
      To be so loved by thee!

      3 To him thou hourly deign'st to give
      New mercies from on high;
      Didst quit thy throne with him to live,
      For him in pain to die.

      4 Close to thine own bright seraphim
      His favoured path is trod;
      And all beside are serving him, .
      That he may serve his God.

      5 O Lord, how good, how great art thou,
      In heaven and earth the same!
      There angels at thy footstool bow,
      Here babes thy grace proclaim.