The glory of God in creation and providence.
My soul, thy great Creator praise:
When clothed in His celestial rays,
He in full majesty appears,
And, like a robe, His glory wears.
Great is the Lord, what tongue can frame
An equal honor to His name?
In Thee my hopes and wishes meet,
And make my meditations sweet;
Thy praises shall my breath employ,
Till it expire in endless joy.
Great is the Lord, what tongue can frame
An equal honor to His name?
1 comment:
If all of the most prominent ministers who have ever lived were to expound upon the glory of God, it still would fall short. Man cannot do justice to our Lord's everlasting glory. His glory cannot be grasped by the human mind.
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