How strange the works! How great thy skill!
And ev’ry land thy riches fill;
Thy wisdom round the world we see,
This spacious earth is full of thee.


Great is the Lord; what tongue can frame,
An equal honor to his name.

There ships divide their wat’ry way,
And flocks of scaly monsters play;
There dwells the huge Leviathan,
And foams and sports in spite of man.


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