I know not the song of Thy praises,

Till Thou teach it, my God, to me—

Till I hear the still voice of Thy Spirit,

Who speaketh for ever of Thee—

Till I hear the celestial singing,

And learn the new song of Thy grace,

And then shall I tell forth the marvels

I learnt in Thy secret place.

Thy marvels, not mine, far surpassing

All thoughts of my heart must they be—

I can but declare the glad tidings,

As Thou hast declared them to me.