That Thou, O Lord, Art Ever Nigh

Verse 1

That Thou, O LORD, art ever nigh, Though veil'd in awful majesty, Thy mighty works declare; Thy hand this earthly frame upholds, Thine eye the universe beholds, With providential care.

Verse 2

Thou set up, and pull down; To Thee the monarch owes his crown, The conqueror his wreath; In Thee all creatures live and move; Thou reign'st supreme in heaven above, And in the earth beneath.

Verse 3

Great King of kings, and LORD of lords, Whose hand chastises and rewards, Thee only we adore; To Thee the voice of praise shall rise, In hallelujahs to the skies, When time shall be no more.