God's sovereignty and goodness. <br /> <br />O Lord, our heav'nly King, <br />Thy name is all divine; <br />Thy glories round the earth are spread, <br />And o'er the heav'ns they shine. <br /> <br />When to thy works on high <br />I raise my wondering eyes, <br />And see the moon, complete in light, <br />Adorn the darksome skies <br /> <br />When I survey the stars, <br />And all their shining forms, <br />Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, <br />Akin to dust and worms? <br /> <br />Lord, what is worthless man, <br />That thou shouldst love him so? <br />Next to thine angels is he placed, <br />And lord of all below. <br /> <br />Thine honors crown his head, <br />While beasts, like slaves, obey; <br />And birds that cut the air with wings, <br />And fish that cleave the sea. <br /> <br />How rich thy bounties are! <br />And wondrous are thy ways <br />Of dust and worms thy power can frame <br />A monument of praise. <br /> <br />[Out of the mouths of babes <br />And sucklings thou canst draw <br />Surprising honors to thy name, <br />And strike the world with awe. <br /> <br />O Lord, our heav'nly King, <br />Thy name is all divine; <br />Thy glories round the earth are spread, <br />And o'er the heav'ns they shine.]<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/psalm-8/
