1 He who on earth as man was known,
And bore our sins and pains,
Now seated on th'eternal throne,
The God of glory reigns.

2 His hands the wheels of nature guide
With an unerring skill,
And countless worlds, extended wide,
Obey His sovereign will.

3 While harps unnumber'd sound His praise
In yonder world above,
His saints on earth admire His ways,
And glory in His love.

4 This land, through which His pilgrims go,
Is desolate and dry;
But streams of grace from Him o'erflow,
Their thirst to satisfy.

5 When troubles like a burning sun,
Beat heavy on their head,
To this almighty Rock they run,
And find a pleasing shade.

6 How glorious He! how happy they
In such a glorious Friend!
Whose love secures them all the way,
And crowns them at the end.