O Lord, Thou art my God and King;
Thee will I magnify and praise:
I will Thee bless, and gladly
sing
Unto Thy holy Name always.
Each
day I rise I will Thee bless,
And praise Thy Name time without
end.
Much to be praised, and great God
is;
His greatness none can
comprehend.
Race shall Thy works praise
unto race,
The mighty acts show done by
Thee.
I will speak of the glorious
grace,
And honor of Thy majesty;
Thy wondrous works I will
record.
By men the might shall be
extolled
Of all Thy dreadful acts, O Lord:
And I Thy greatness will unfold.
They utter shall abundantly
The memory of Thy goodness great;
And shall sing praises
cheerfully,
Whilst they Thy righteousness
relate.
The Lord our God is gracious,
Compassionate is He also;
In mercy He is plenteous,
But unto wrath and anger slow.
Good unto all men is the Lord:
O’er all His works His mercy is.
Thy works all praise to Thee
afford:
Thy saints, O Lord, Thy Name
shall bless.
The glory of Thy kingdom show
Shall they, and of Thy power
tell:
That so men’s sons His deeds may
know,
His kingdom’s grace that doth
excel.
Thy kingdom hath none end at
all,
It doth through ages all remain.
The Lord upholdeth all that fall,
The cast-down raiseth up again.
The eyes of all things, Lord,
attend,
And on Thee wait that here do
live,
And Thou, in season due, dost
send
Sufficient food them to relieve.
Yea, Thou Thine hand dost open
wide,
And every thing dost satisfy
That lives, and doth on earth
abide,
Of Thy great liberality.
The Lord is just in His ways
all,
And holy in His works each one.
He’s near to all that on Him
call,
Who call in truth on Him alone.
God will the just desire
fulfill
Of such as do Him fear and dread:
Their cry regard, and hear He
will,
And save them in the time of
need.
The Lord preserves all, more
and less,
That bear to Him a loving heart:
But workers all of wickedness
Destroy will He, and clean
subvert.
Therefore my mouth and lips
I’ll frame
To speak the praises of the Lord:
To magnify His holy Name
For ever let all flesh accord.
