O God, Thy power is wonderful,
Thy glo­ry passing bright;
Thy wisdom, with its deep on deep,
A rapture to the sight.

I see Thee in the eter­nal years
In glo­ry all alone,
Ere round Thine uncreated fires
Created light had shone.

I see Thee walk in Eden’s shade,
I see Thee all through time;
Thy patience and compassion seem
New attributes sublime.

I see Thee when the doom is o’er,
And outworn time is done,
Still, still incomprehensible,
O God, yet not alone.

Angelic spirits, countless souls,
Of Thee have drunk their fill;
And to eternity will drink
Thy joy and glo­ry still.

O little heart of mine! shall pain
Or sorrow make thee moan,
When all this God is all for thee,
A Fa­ther all thine own?