In joyous hymns and in sublimest lays

Verse 1

In joyous hymns and in sublimest lays, The God of gods, the great Jehovah praise, The God, o'er mighty kings dread Lord alone, Who such stupendous miracles has done: For great his mercy; equal with his pow'r; Lasts his beneficence, till time's no more.

Verse 2

'Twas he by his creating hand brought forth, From nought, yon worlds above, this spacious earth; This earth did for his fav'rite, man, provide, And bad the waters to their depths subside; Great is his mercy, equal with his pow'r; Lasts his beneficence, till time's no more.

Verse 3

'Twas he that fix'd the radiant lights on high, With their bright blaze t' illume the azure sky; That gave the sun to shed his beams by day, The moon to bless the night with milder ray; Great is his mercy, equal with his pow'r; Lasts his beneficence, till time's no more.

Verse 4

When Israel in Egyptian bondage sigh'd, By him the first-born of their tyrants died; He led his people from the faithless land, By his strong arm and his Almighty hand: Great is his mercy, equal with his pow'r; Lasts his beneficence, till time's no more.

Verse 5

He bad the sea her turbid waves divide; Her waves a rampier form'd on either side; Safely we pass, and gain the welcome coast, While Pharaoh and his threat'ning bands are lost; Great is his mercy, equal with his pow'r; Lasts his beneficence, till time's no more.

Verse 6

Thro' the dry desart he his people led, Slew mighty kings, and all their hosts dismay'd; Great Sihon whom the Amorites obey'd, And valiant Og, that Bashan's warriors sway'd; Great is his mercy, equal with his pow'r; Lasts his beneficence, till time's no more.

Verse 7

On Ifrael he their fruitful lands bestow'd, That they might ever serve their gracious God; And still, when in distress to him they cry, Swift he redeems them from the enemy; Great is his mercy, equal with his pow'r; Lasts his beneficence, till time's no more.

Verse 8

On him depend the nations all for bread. All by the bounty of his love are fed; O'er heav'ns above, o'er earth beneath, he reigns; Praise all their maker in exalted strains; For great his mercy, equal with his pow'r; Lasts his beneficence, till time's no more.