The Divine Perfections. <br /> <br />The Lord Jehovah reigns, <br />His throne is built on high; <br />The garments he assumes <br />Are light and majesty: <br />His glories shine <br />With beams so bright, <br />No mortal eye <br />Can bear the sight. <br /> <br />The thunders of his hand <br />Keep the wide world in awe; <br />His wrath and justice stand <br />To guard his holy law: <br />And where his love <br />Resolves to bless, <br />His truth confirms <br />And seals the grace. <br /> <br />Through all his ancient works <br />Surprising wisdom shines, <br />Confounds the powers of hell, <br />And breaks their cursed designs: <br />Strong is his arm, <br />And shall fulfil <br />His great decrees, <br />His sovereign will. <br /> <br />And can this mighty King <br />Of glory condescend? <br />And will he write his name, <br />"My Father and my Friend?" <br />I love his name, <br />I love his word; <br />Join all my powers <br />And praise the Lord.<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hymn-169/
