Awake, my tongue; thy tribute bring

To him who gave thee power to sing;

Praise him who is all praise above,

The source of wisdom and of love.

2 How vast his knowledge! how profound!

A depth where all our thoughts are drowned;

The stars he numbers, and their names

He gives to all those heavenly flames.

3 Through each bright world above, behold

Ten thousand thousand charms unfold;

Earth, air, and mighty seas combine

To speak his wisdom all divine.

4 But in redemption, O what grace!

Its wonders, O, what thought can trace!

Here, wisdom shines for ever bright;

Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight.