Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring

Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring
To Him Who gave Thee power to sing
Praise Him Who is all praise above,
The source of wisdom and of love.

How vast His knowledge, how profound!
A deep where all our thoughts are drowned
The stars He numbers, and their names
He gives to all those heavenly flames.

Through each bright world above, behold
Ten thousand thousand charms unfold
Earth, air, and mighty seas combine
To speak His wisdom all divine.

But in redemption, O what grace!
Its wonders, O what thought can trace!
Here, wisdom shines forever bright
Praise Him, my soul, with sweet delight.