The heav’ns de­clare Thy glo­ry, Lord,
In ev­ery star Thy wis­dom shines;
But when our eyes be­hold Thy Word,
We read Thy name in fair­er lines.

The roll­ing sun, the chang­ing light,
And nights and days, Thy pow­er con­fess:
But the blest vol­ume Thou hast writ
Reveals Thy jus­tice and Thy grace.

Sun, moon, and stars con­vey Thy praise
Round all the earth, and ne­ver stand:
So when Thy truth be­gan its race,
It touched and glanced on ev­ery land.

Nor shall Thy spread­ing Gos­pel rest
Till through the world Thy truth has run,
Till Christ has all the na­tions blest
That see the light, or feel the sun.

Great Sun of Right­eous­ness, arise,
Bless this dark world with heav’n­ly light;
Thy Gos­pel makes the sim­ple wise,
Thy laws are pure, Thy judg­ments right.

Thy nob­lest won­ders here we view
In souls re­newed and sins for­giv’n;
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul re­new,
And make Thy Word my guide to Heav’n.