1 The works of the Lord are created in wisdom,
we view the earth's wonders and call him to mind;
we hear what he says in the world we discover,
and God shows his glory in all that we find.

2 Not even the angels have ever been granted
to tell the full story of nature and grace;
but open to God is all human perception,
the mysteries of time and the secrets of space.

3 The sun every morning lights up his creation,
the moon marks the rhythm of months in their turn;
the glittering stars are arrayed in his honour,
adorning the years as they ceaselessly burn.

4 The wind is his breath and the clouds are his signal,
The rain and the snow are the robes of his choice;
the storm and the lightning, his watchmen and heralds,
the crash of the thunder, the sound of his voice.

5 The song is unfinished; how shall we complete it,
and where find the skill to perfect all God's praise?
At work in all places, he cares for all peoples -
how great is the Lord to the end of all days!

Christopher Idle
© Christopher Idle/Jubilate Hymns Ltd
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