Psalms of Grace ‎#145c

145c. My God, My King

1 My God, my king, to Thee I'll raise
My voice, and all my powers;
Unwearied songs of sacred praise
Shall fill the circling hours.

2 Thy name shall dwell upon my tongue,
While suns shall set and rise,
And tune my everlasting song,
When all creation dies.

3 Great is the LORD! our souls adore,
We wonder whilst we praise!
His power what creature can explore,
Or equal honors raise?

4 Yet shall Thy works, almighty LORD,
Our noblest songs adorn;
Thy glorious acts we will record,
For ages yet unborn.

5 Thy praise shall be my awful theme,
The wonders of Thy power;
I'll speak the honors of Thy name,
And bid the world adore.

6 But sweetly flowing strains shall tell
The riches of Thy grace;
And songs of grateful joy reveal
Thy spotless righteousness.

7 How full the LORD's compassions flow!
His wrath, how slow to rise!
Swift pardon smiles upon his brow,
And every terror dies.

8 How large his tender mercies are!
How wide his power extends!
On his beneficence and care
The universe depends.

9 Thy power and grandeur they shall sing,
The glories of thy reign;
Thy wondrous deeds, Almighty King,
Shall fill the raptur'd strain.

10 Thy kingdom, LORD, forever stands,
While earthly thrones decay;
And time submits to Thy commands,
While ages roll away.

Text Information

• First Line: My God, my king, to Thee I'll raise
• Title: My God, My King
• Author: Anne Steele, 1717-1778
• Meter: 8.6.8.6 CM
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2022
• Scripture:
  Psalm 145

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