Part I.

I STILL will of Thy Glory sing,
Thy Name extoll, my God, my King.
No day shall pass without Thy praise,
Prais'd while the sun his beams displays.
Great is the Lord, Whose praise exceeds:
Inscrutable are all His deeds.
One age shall to another tell
Thy works, which so in pow'r excell.
The beauty of Thy excellence
And oracles intrance my sense.
Men shall Thy dreadful acts relate,
My verse Thy greatness celebrate;
To memory Thy favours bring,
And of Thy noble justice sing.
For in Thee grace and pity live,
To anger slow, swift to forgive.
All on Thy goodness, Lord, depend;
Thy mercies all Thy works transcend.
Ev'n all Thy works shall praise Thy Name,
Thy saints shall celebrate the same:
Of Thy far-spreading empire speak,
Thy pow'r, to which all pow'rs are weak:
To make Thy acts to mortals known,
And glory of Thy awful throne.

Part II.

Thy kingdom never shall have end,
Thy rule beyond time's flight extend.
The Lord shall those who fall sustain,
And souls dejected raise again.
All seek from Thee their livelihood,
Thou in due season giv'st them food.
Thy lib'ral Hand men, birds, and beasts,
Ev'n all that live, with plenty feasts.
The Lord is just in all His ways,
Who mercy in His works displays;
Is present by His pow'r with all
Who on His Name sincerely call;
For He will their desires effect,
Regard their cries, from foes protect.
Who love Him, safety shall enjoy:
The Lord the wicked will destroy.
My tongue His goodness shall proclaim.
Mankind for ever praise His Name.