- How great is your name for
Those who can see
Where it’s written all over the sky
Where the stars sing their praise
Spell your name many ways
Or the eagles that fly with
The clouds on high
While the mountain declare:
“I am Lord everywhere
In the wide restless sea that
Is shouting of me.” - How clear is your voice for
Those who will stop
To hear what you have to say
It is heard in the breeze
As it rustless the leaves
Or the raindrops that spray
On a gray storming day
But the heart hears it best
When the mind is at rest
And the stubbornest will is
Surrendered and still. - How lovely your face for
those who will see
Where it’s found on earth
Everywhere In the glance of a child
Or a mother so mild
In a sinner’s despair or a
Saint that’s in prayer
In every person that we
Meet in a crowded city street
We can see where your race
Is in the whole human race.