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;

 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;