Text: | Oh, who is it like the Mighty One |
Author: | Moir |
Oh, who is like the Mighty One,
Whose throne is in the sky?
Who compasseth the universe
With his all-searching eye;
At whose creative word appeared
The dry land and the sea:
My spirit thirsts for thee, O Lord,
My spirit thirsts for thee!
2 Around him suns and systems swim
In harmony and light;
Before him, harps angelic hymn
His praises day and night.
Yet to the contrite, night and day,
In mercy turneth he:
My spirit thirsts for thee, O Lord,
My spirit thirsts for thee!
3 Yea! though his works are infinite,
His power upholds them all;
He clothes the lilies of the field,
And marks the sparrow's fall.
Who listens to the raven's cry,
Will bend his ear to me:
My spirit thirsts for thee, O Lord,
My spirit thirsts for thee!
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First Line: | Oh, who is it like the Mighty One |
Author: | Moir |
Meter: | C. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Topic: | Attributes of God: Omniscience; Supreme and All-seeing |