In all these things the greatness of the Lord, and the nothingness of man are alike apparent. God forbid that a thought of pride should defile our spirit.
Great God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to Thee.
Eternity, with all its years,
Stands present in Thy view;
To Thee there’s nothing old appears;
Great God! there’s nothing new.