411 The Perfect World, by Adam Trod
1
The perfect world, by Adam trod,
Was the first temple built by God;
His fiat laid the corner stone,
And heaved its pillars one by one.
2
He hung its starry roof on high,
The broad expanse of azure sky;
He spread its pavement, green and bright,
And curtained it with morning light.
3
The mountains in their places stood,
The sea, the sky; and all was good;
And when its first pure praises rang,
The morning stars together rang.
4
Lord, ’tis not ours to make the sea,
And earth, and sky, a house for Thee;
But in Thy sight our offering stands,
A humbler temple, made with hands.

Temukan kidung nyanyian lainnya dari EN (English Hymns)

412 Sound over All Waters
413 Stars of the Morning
414 I Bow My Forehead to the Dust
415 Prostrate, Dear Jesus, at Thy Feet
416 Blest Is the Man Who Shuns the Place
417 Happy the Man Whose Cautious Feet
418 The Man Is Ever Bless’d
419 That Man Is Blest Who, Fearing God
420 Blest Is He Who Loves God’s Precepts
421 He Knows It All
422 O Wherefore Do the Nations Rage?
423 Wherefore Do the Nations Rage
424 Why Did the Gentiles Tumults Raise?
425 Why Did the Jews Proclaim Their Rage?
426 With Restless and Ungoverned Rage
427 God Send Us Men
428 Why Did the Nations Join to Slay
429 Maker and Sov’reign Lord
430 My God, How Many Are My Fears
431 O Lord, How Are My Foes Increased
432 O Lord, How Many They
433 O Lord, How Many Are My Foes
434 Great Source of Unexhausted Good
435 Thy Blessing, O Lord
436 My Prayer