H EAV'N declares its Maker's glory,
And the firmament His might;
Day to day the wondrous story
Echoes on, and night to night:
All is silence, yet Creation
Knows and hears that voiceless speech
Which to every tribe and nation
Doth their Maker's glory teach.

From his chamber bright in heaven
Lo, the bridegroom of the earth
Gladness by his smile hath given,
And awakes the morn to mirth:
Not less full of life and pleasure
Is God's truth, nor less complete;
'Tis more precious than all treasure,
Than the honeycomb more sweet.

It rejoices, heals, and teaches,
Ever holy, just, and good;
To the inmost feeling reaches,
And leads up the heart to God:
Warned by that, thy servant turneth
To the path that tends to bliss;
Yet, who all his faults discerneth?
Cleanse me, if I err in this.

Let not pride be ruler in me,
But deliver, guide, forgive,
Thus, corruption quenched within me,
I shall be upright, and live.
Let my words and meditation,
Ever pleasing in thy sight,
Meet with gracious acceptation,
My Redeemer and my Might!

God in time of trouble hear thee,
And the name of Jacob's Lord
From his sanctuary near thee,
Out of Zion help afford;
Crown thy sacrifice with fire,
All thy gifts remember still,
Grant thee all thy heart's desire,
And thy choicest wish fulfil!

We will joy in Thy salvation,
And will set our banners high
In our God!—Thy supplication
Be accomplished at thy cry.
Now I know the Lord from heaven
Saveth still his Christ from harm;
Now to Him will strength be given
By the might of his right arm.

Some in chariots, some in horses—
We in God Jehovah trust:
And while He our sure resource is,
They are fallen in the dust:
Save, Jehovah, save and hear us,
King of glory, King of might!
When we call, be ever near us—
Ever for thy servants fight!