The heav'ns declare Thy glory, Lord; In ev'ry star Thy wisdom shines; But when our eyes behold Thy word, We read Thy name in fairer lines. The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days Thy pow'r confess; But the blest volume Thou has writ Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when Thy truth began it's race, It touched and glanced on ev'ry land.