Verse 1
Great are thy works, O Lord of hosts,
The heavens declare thy name;
Morning by morning we see them still,
Evening by evening the same.
Verse 2
Thou hast set the sun in his tent above,
The moon her stated race;
Thou hast counted the stars, and thou callest them,
Every one, by his place.
Bridge
Great, great are thy works,
O Lord of the field and the sky;
Great, great are thy works,
And the household shall lift them high.
Verse 3
So let this household lift up its eyes,
To the hills where our help is come;
The God who made the mountains
Is the God who made our home.
Bridge (Repeat)
Great, great are thy works,
O Lord of the field and the sky;
Great, great are thy works,
And the household shall lift them high.
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