Now to the Lord a noble song! Awake, my soul; awake, my tongue; Hosanna to th'eternal Name, And all His boundless love proclaim. See where it shines in Jesus' face, The brightest image of His grace; God, in the person of His Son, Has all His mightiest works outdone. The spacious earth and spreading flood Proclaim the wise and powerful God; And thy rich glories from afar Sparkle in every rolling star. But in His looks a glory stands, The noblest labor of thine hands; The pleasing luster of His eyes Outshines the wonders of the skies. Grace! ?tis a sweet, a charming theme; My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' Name: Ye angels, dwell upon the sound! Ye heav'ns, reflect it to the ground! O may I live to reach the place Where he unveils His lovely face! Where all His beauties you behold, And sing His Name to harps of gold!