Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring To Him Who gave Thee power to sing; Praise Him Who is all praise above, The source of wisdom and of love. How vast His knowledge, how profound! A deep where all our thoughts are drowned; The stars He numbers, and their names He gives to all those heavenly flames. Through each bright world above, behold Ten thousand thousand charms unfold; Earth, air, and mighty seas combine To speak His wisdom all divine. But in redemption, O what grace! Its wonders, O what thought can trace! Here, wisdom shines forever bright; Praise Him, my soul, with sweet delight.