Oh
praise God for His mighty works
For
He has made both sea and land;
He
shaped and beautified the Earth
In
might men cannot understand.
Oh
praise God for His detailed works -
The
webs of colour in the flower,
Glimpses
of colour on a wing,
Or
shades of rainbow in a shower.
And
praise God for His tender works
As
here in Christ to touch man’s need,
To
heal, to comfort and to raise,
To
bless, to bear, to calm, to feed.
But
praise God for His mightiest work
In
raising Jesus from the dead -
By
power which works in strength towards
The
church, for which Christ is the Head.
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