Watts: the divine perfections
Commemoration of Isaac Watts, Hymnwriter, 1748
Sing the glory of his name;
make his praise glorious!
—Psalm 66:2 (NIV)
The Divine Perfections.
How shall I praise th’ eternal God,
That Infinite Unknown?
Who can ascend his high abode,
Or venture near his throne?
The great invisible! He dwells
Conceal’d in dazzling light:
But his all-searching eye reveals
The secrets of the night.
Those watchful eyes that never sleep,
Survey the world around;
His wisdom is the boundless deep,
Where all our thoughts are drown’d.
He knows no shadow of a change,
Nor alters his decrees;
Firm as a rock his truth remains,
To guard his promises.
Justice, upon a dreadful throne,
Maintains the rights of God;
While mercy sends her pardons down,
Bought with a Saviour’s blood.
Now to my soul immortal King,
Speak some forgiving word;
Then ’twill be double joy to sing
The glories of my Lord.
... Isaac Watts (1674-1748), Hymns and Spiritual Songs , in Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, ed. Samuel Melanchthon Worcester, Boston: Crocker & Brewster, 1834, book II, hymn 166, p. 470 (see the book)
Quiet time reflection:
With the congregation, Lord, I say Amen!
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