O Lord, our Lord, how excellent
  Thy name in all the earth!
Let every people, tribe, and tongue
  Proclaim its boundless worth.
Out of the mouth of little ones
  Thou hast established praise,
That Thou may still Thine enemy
  And swiftly end his days.

When we the universe behold,
  The work of Thy great hand—
The moon and stars which Thou ordained
  By lofty wisdom planned;
O what is man that Thou should'st care
  That Thou should'st mindful be?
The son of man Thou visitest
  In Thine economy.

O Jesus Lord, Thou art that man,
  The One who joined our race,
Who put upon Himself the flesh
  And took a lower place.
But now with glory Thou art crowned,
  With sovereignty complete.
Now through Thy Body Thou dost rule
  With all beneath Thy feet.

Thine incarnation, rising too,
  And Thy transcendency,
Thy Lordship, Headship, kingdom full,
  And Body here we see.
By all these steps of work divine
  Thou hast established praise.
With overflowing hearts to Thee
  Our joyful voice we raise.

Oh, soon that blessed day shall come—
  All tongues these words shall peal!
But in the local churches now
  We have a foretaste real.
O Lord, our Lord, how excellent
  Thy name in all the earth!
Let every people, tribe, and tongue
  Proclaim its boundless worth.