For ever shall my song record

The truth and mercy of the Lord;

Mercy and truth for ever stand,

Like heav'n, established by his hand.

Thus to his Son he sware, and said,

"With thee my cov'nant first is made;

In thee shall dying sinners live,

Glory and grace are thine to give.

"Be thou my Prophet, thou my Priest;

Thy children shall be ever blest;

Thou art my chosen King: thy throne

Shall stand eternal like my own.

"There's none of all my sons above

So much my image or my love;

Celestial powers thy subjects are:

Then what can earth to thee compare?

"David, my servant, whom I chose

To guard my flock, to crush my foes,

And raised him to the Jewish throne,

Was but a shadow of my Son."

Now let the church rejoice and sing

Jesus, her Savior and her King;

Angels his heav'nly wonders show,

And saints declare his works below.