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1 My God, my King, Thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days;
Thy grace employ my humble tongue,
Till death and glory raise the song.
2 The wings of ev'ry hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear;
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for thee.
3 Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of Thy praise;
And unborn ages make my song
The joy and triumph of their tongue.
4 But who can speak Thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds;
Vast and unsearchable Thy ways!
Vast and immortal be Thy praise!
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First Line: | My God, my King, Thy various praise |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | God: Praise to; Goodness of God: praise for; Gratitude: for merices(3 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Watts |