BEGIN, MY TONGUE, SOME HEAVENLY THEME

[1]
Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme
and speak some boundless thing,
the mighty works or mightier name
of our eternal king.

[2]
Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
and sound his power abroad;
sing the sweet promise of his grace
and the fulfilling God.

[3]
His very word of grace is strong
as that which built the skies;
the voice that rolls the stars along
speaks all the promises.

[4]
He said, 'Let the wide heaven be spread,'
and heaven was stretched abroad,
'Abrah'm I'll be thy God,' he said,
and he was Abrah'm's God.

[5]
O might I hear thy heavenly tongue
but whisper, 'Thou art mine';
those gentle words should raise my song
to notes almost divine.

[6]
How would my leaping heart rejoice,
and think my heaven secure!
I trust the all-creating voice,
and faith desires no more.