Praise Him according to His excellent greatness.
Psalm 150:2
Words: John Fawcett, Hymns Adapted to the Circumstances of Public Worship and Private Devotion (Leeds, England: G. Wright & Son, 1782), number 42.
Music: Andrews John Black (1817–1871) (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good picture of Black (head-and-shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Infinite excellence Is Thine
Thou lovely Prince of grace!
Thy uncreated beauties shine
With never-fading rays.
Sinners from earth’s remotest end
Come bending at Thy feet;
To Thee their prayers and vows ascend;
In Thee their wishes meet.
Thy name as precious ointment shed,
Delights the Church around;
Sweetly the sacred odor spreads
Through all Immanuel’s ground.
Millions of happy spirits live
On Thy exhaustless store;
From Thee they all their bliss receive,
And still Thou givest more.
Thou are their triumph and their joy,
They find their all in Thee;
Thy glories will their tongues employ
To all eternity.