Jesus is God! The solid earth,
The ocean broad and bright,
The countless stars like golden dust,
That strew the sky at night,
The wheeling storm, the dreadful fire,
The pleasant wholesome air,
The summerís sun, the winterís frost,
His own creation were.
Jesus is God! The glorious bands
Of golden angels sing
Songs of adoring praise to Him,
Their Maker and their King.
He was true God in Bethlehemís crib,
On Calvaryís cross true God,
He Who in Heavín eternal reigned,
In time on earth abode.
Jesus is God! Let sorrow come,
And pain, and every ill,
All are worthwhile, for all are means
His glory to fulfill;
Worthwhile a thousand years of woe
To speak one little word,
If by that ďI believe" we own
The Godhead of our Lord.
Jesus is God! O! could I now
But compass earth and sea,
To teach and tell the single truth,
How happy should I be!
O! had I but an angelís voice,
I would proclaim so loud,
Jesus, the good, the beautiful,
Is everlasting God.