I'll thee extol, my God, and King

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I'll thee extol, my God, and King, And ever bless thy name.

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I'll bless thee every day, and sing, With endless songs, thy fame,

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The Lord is great, all praise his due, His greatness thought exceeds.

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One age the next, thy works, shall show; And sing thy mighty deeds.

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I'll speak the glories of thy state, And wonders thou hast done.

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While men thy terrors shall relate; Thy greatness I'll make known.

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Thy matchless goodness, they shall praise With cheerful heart, and tongue; Thy righteousness, in all thy ways, Shall be their constant wrong.

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God's good, and kind, and rich in grace; But unto anger show.

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He's good to all; in every place, His tender mercies flow.

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Thee, all thy works, O Lord, shall praise; And thee thy saints shall bless:

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Abroad thy kingdom's glory blaze, Thy mighty power confess.

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To make all nations know his power; And kingdom's glorious state.

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Thy kingdom ever shall endure; Thy reign's of endless date.

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The Lord preserveth all that fall; And raiseth up the low.

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All look to thee; thou food to all, In season, dost bestow.

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Thine open hand to all conveys. According to their needs.

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Thou, Lord, art just in all thy ways, And bountiful in deeds.

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The Lord is nigh, to help them all That his kind aid implore; He'll none reject that on him call, And him in truth adore.

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But he'll their just desires fulfill, That his great name revere; To their request attend he will, And save them from their fear.

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All, who the Lord sincerely love, Protection shall enjoy; But who perversely wicked prove, He'll utterly destroy.

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Raptures divine my tongue inspire, To sing Jehovah's fame; Let all flesh join the sacred choir, And ever bless his name.