Text: | The greatness of God |
1 My God, my King, thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days;
Thy grace employ my humble tongue,
'Till death and glory raise the song.
2 The wings of ev'ry hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear;
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for thee.
3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim;
Thy bounty flows, an endless stream;
Thy mercy swift, thine anger slow,
But dreadful to the stubborn foe.
4 Thy works with sov'reign glory shine,
And speak thy majesty divine;
Let ev'ry realm with joy proclaim
The sound and honour of thy name.
5 Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of thy praise:
And unborn ages make my song
The joy and triumph of their tongue.
6 But who can speak thy wond'rous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds;
Vast and unsearchable thy ways,
Vast and immortal be thy praise.
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First Line: | My God, my King, thy various praise |
Title: | The greatness of God |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
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