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<h2>FATHER, HOW WIDE THY GLORIES SHINE</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands.” Psalm 19:1</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_a_watts_i.html" target="_blank">Isaac Watts</a>, <em>Hymns and Spiritual Songs</em>, 1707-1709.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Beatitudo,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_y_dykes_jb.html" target="_blank">John Bacchus Dykes</a>, 1875 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_b_beattudo.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Father, how wide thy glories shine!<br>
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How high Thy wonders rise!<br>
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Known through the earth by thousand signs,<br>
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By thousand through the skies.</p>
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<p>Those mighty orbs proclaim Thy power,<br>
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Their motions speak Thy skill,<br>
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And on the wings of every hour<br>
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We read Thy patience still.</p>
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<p>But when we view Thy strange design<br>
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To save rebellious worms,<br>
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Our souls are filled with awe divine<br>
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To see what God performs.</p>
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<p>Part of Thy Name divinely stands<br>
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On all Thy creatures writ;<br>
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They show the labor of Thy hands,<br>
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Or impress of Thy feet.</p>
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<p>When sinners break the Father’s laws,<br>
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The dying Son atones;<br>
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O the dear mysteries of His cross,<br>
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The triumph of his groans.</p>
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<p>Here the whole Deity is known,<br>
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Nor dares a creature guess<br>
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Which of the glories brightest shone,<br>
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The justice, or the grace.</p>
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<p>Now the full glories of the Lamb<br>
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Adorn the heavenly plains;<br>
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Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel’s Name,<br>
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And try their choicest strains.</p>
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<p>O may I bear some humble part<br>
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In that immortal song!<br>
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Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,<br>
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And love command my tongue.</p>
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