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My Father God, when on Thy vast creation.
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| 1. | My Father God, when on Thy vast creation. |
| | The wonders of the heav'n and earth, I gaze. |
| | Things great and small, beyond enumeration, |
| | Which manifest Thy pow'r in untold ways; |
| | Then all my being sings in praise to Thee, |
| | How marvellous! How great Thou art! |
| | And this I'll sing through all eternity, |
| | How marvellous! How great Thou art! |
| 2. | As I enjoy the grace of Thy salvation |
| | And contemplate how Thou Thy Son hast sent, |
| | Who died that we might be Thy new creation, |
| | Thy life expressing to the full extent; |
| 3. | When in the church, in blest participation, |
| | I see how millions Thine own life possess, |
| | How they are built to form Thy habitation, |
| | Containing Thee, Thy fulness to express; |
| 4. | As I expect the coming age of fulness |
| | And hope to share the new Jerusalem, |
| | With all the heavens and the earth in newness |
| | And all Thou art expressed in all of them; |