Isaac Watts · 43 of 724

Psalm 19 Part 1

Behold, the lofty sky Declares its Maker God, And all his starry works on high Proclaim his power abroad.

The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same; While night to day, and day to night, Divinely teach his name.

In every diff'rent land Their general voice is known; They show the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne.

Ye British lands, rejoice, Here he reveals his word; We are not left to nature's voice, To bid us know the Lord.

His statutes and commands Are set before our eyes; He puts his gospel in our hands, Where our salvation lies.

His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit, His promises for ever sure, And his rewards are great.

[Not honey to the taste Affords so much delight, Nor gold that has the furnace passed So much allures the sight.

While of thy works I sing, Thy glory to proclaim, Accept the praise, my God, my King In my Redeemer's name.]