1 I walk at night beneath majestic skies
And know behind them is a God all-wise,
Who fixed all stars, each in its lonely place,
And wrapped them in a darkened robe of space.
O mighty God, how wonderful art Thou
To love the world while heavens before Thee bow.
I fail to comprehend it all somehow.
O mighty God, how wonderful art Thou.
2 I see the moon, the stars in distant space,
And think of how the God of matchless grace
Is coming in the clouds to claim His own--
Such wonders that on earth cannot be known.
3 I scan the heavens with rapture in my soul
And wonder how the God Who made the whole
Could ever fix His thoughts on such as I
And give His Son upon the cross to die.