Amazing God, creation rings its praises,

Amazing God, creation rings its praises,
Sings to You alone, who springs upon it graces
Undeserved, the dead things resurrect
Joyously to enter holy places.
All-righteous God, prescient, flinging precept
Down to dying man, who strove to fly, but crept
Instead, we cling to all the regulations
Hopelessly, we think to try; You wept.
Beloved God, Your spirit lingers in
The hearts of sinning men enslaved no more to sin:
This force which brings about eternal loss
Still stings, and yet, Your faith lacquers our skin.
Master, maker, author of blessings, wellspring
Of living water, saviour, king of kings.