| God, my King, thy might confessing, Ever will I bless thy Name; Day by day thy throne addressing, Still will I thy praise proclaim. | | Honor great our God befitteth; Who his majesty can reach? Age to age his works transmitteth, Age to age his power shall teach. | | They shall talk of all thy glory, On thy might and greatness dwell, Speak of thy dread acts the story, And thy deeds of wonder tell. | | Nor shall fail from memory's treasure Works by love and mercy wrought, Works of love surpassing measure, Works of mercy passing thought. | | Full of kindness and compassion, Slow to anger, vast in love, God is good to all creation; All his works his goodness prove. | | All thy works, O Lord, shall bless thee; Thee shall all thy saints adore: King supreme shall they confess thee, And proclaim thy sovereign power. | | Praise the Father, earth and heaven, Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, As it was, and is, be given Glory through eternal days. | |