The Divine Perfections Celebrated

Verse 1

My grateful tongue, immortal King, Thy mercy shall for ever sing, My verse to time's remotest day, Thy truth in sacred notes display.

Verse 2

O say, what strength shall vie with thine? What name among thy seats divine, Of equal excellence posses'd, Thy sovereignty, great God, contest?

Verse 3

Thee, Lord, Heaven's hosts, their leader own; Thee might unbounded, thee alone, With endless majesty has crown'd, And faith, unsully'd, vests thee round.

Verse 4

The heaven above and earth below, Thee, Lord, their great possessor know; By thee this orb to being rose, And all that nature's bounds inclose.

Verse 5

From thee amid the aereial space; The north and south assume their place; 'Tis thine the ocean's rage to guide, And calm at will its swelling tide.

Verse 6

O, blest the tribes whose willing ear Awakes the festal shout to hear; Who thankful see, where'er they tread, Thy favoring beams around them spread.

Verse 7

How shall they joy from day to day, Thy boundless mercy to display, Thy righteousness, indulgent Lord, With holy confidence record!

Verse 8

O wise in all thy works! thy name Let man's whole race aloud proclaim, And, grateful, thro' the length of days, In ceaseless songs repeat thy praise.