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Creating Wisdom. (184) Eternal Wisdom! thee we praise, Thee the creation sings; With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace rings. 2 Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky! How glorious to behold! Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, And starred with sparkling gold. 3 Infinite strength and equal skill Shine through the worlds abroad; Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder -- God. 4 But the sweet beauties of thy grace Our softer passions move; Pity divine, in Jesus' face, We see, adore, and love. Isaac Watts, 1705.
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