My God, in whom are all the springs

Of boundless love, and grace unknown,

Hide me beneath thy spreading wings,

Till the dark cloud is overblown.

Up to the heav'ns I send my cry,

The Lord will my desires perform;

He sends his angel from the sky,

And saves me from the threat'ning storm.

Be thou exalted, O my God,

Above the heav'ns, where angels dwell;

Thy power on earth be known abroad,

And land to land thy wonders tell.

My heart is fixed; my song shall raise

Immortal honors to thy name;

Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise,

My tongue, the glory of my frame.

High o'er the earth his mercy reigns,

And reaches to the utmost sky;

His truth to endless years remains,

When lower worlds dissolve and die.

Be thou exalted, O my God,

Above the heav'ns, where angels dwell;

Thy power on earth be known abroad,

And land to land thy wonders tell.