Bless God, my soul, thou, Lord, alone

Verse 1

Bless God, my soul; Thou, Lord, alone Possessest empire without bounds, With honour Thou art crown'd thy throne Eternal majesty surrounds.

Verse 2

With light thou dost Thyself enrobe, And glory for a garment take; Heaven's curtains stretch beyond the globe, Thy canopy of state to make.

Verse 3

God builds on liquid air, and forms His palace-chambers in the skies; The clouds His chariots are, and storms The swift-wing'd steeds with which he flies.

Verse 4

As bright as flame, as swift as wind, His ministers heaven's palace fill; They have their sundry tasks assign'd All prompt to do their sovereign's will.

Verse 5

In praising god while he prolongs My breath, i will that breath employ; And join devotion to my songs, Sincere, as in Him is my joy.