God, My King, Thy Might Confessing

Verse 1

God, my king, thy might confessing, ever will I bless thy name; day by day thy throne addressing, still will I thy praise proclaim.

Verse 2

Honor great our God befitteth; who his majesty can reach? Age to age his works transmitteth; age to age his pow'r shall teach.

Verse 3

They shall talk of all thy glory, on thy might and greatness dwell, speak of thy great acts the story, and thy deeds of wonder tell.

Verse 4

Nor shall fail from mem'ry's treasure works by love and mercy wrought: works of love surpassing measure, works of mercy passing thought.

Verse 5

Full of kindness and compassion, slow to anger, vast in love, God is good to all creation; all his works his goodness prove.

Verse 6

All thy works, O Lord, shall bless thee, thee shall all thy saints adore. King supreme shall they confess thee, and proclaim thy sovereign pow'r.