1 With my whole Heart, my God and King,
thy Praise I will proclaim;
Before the Gods with Joy I'll sing,
and bless thy holy Name.
2 I'll worship at thy sacred Seat;
and with thy Love inspir'd,
The Praises of thy Truth repeat,
o'er all thy Works admir'd.
3 Thou graciously inclin'dst thine Ear,
when I to Thee did cry;
And when my Soul was press'd with Fear,
didst inward Strength supply.
4 Therefore shall ev'ry earthly Prince
thy Name with Praise pursue,
Whom these admir'd Events convince
that all thy Works are true.
5 They all thy wond'rous Ways, O Lord,
with chearful Songs shall bless;
and all thy glorious Acts record,
thy awful Pow'r confess.
6 For God, altho' enthron'd on high,
does thence the poor respect;
The proud far off, his scornful Eye
beholds with just Neglect.
7 Tho' I with Troubles am oppress'd,
he shall my Foes disarm,
Relieve my Soul when most distress'd,
and keep me safe from Harm.
8 The Lord, whose Mercies ever last,
shall fix my happy State;
And mindful of his Favours past,
shall his own Work compleat.