God, My King, Thy Might Confessing

God

my king

Thy might con­fess­ing

Ever will I bless Thy name;

Day by day Thy throne ad­dress­ing

Still will I Thy praise pro­claim.

Honor great our God be­fit­teth;

Who His ma­jes­ty can reach?

Age to age His works trans­mit­teth

Age to age His pow­er shall teach.

They shall talk of all Thy glo­ry

On Thy might and great­ness dwell

Speak of Thy dread acts the sto­ry

And Thy deeds of won­der tell.

Nor shall fail from me­mo­ry’s trea­sure

Works by love and mer­cy wrought;

Works of love sur­pass­ing mea­sure

Works of mer­cy pass­ing thought.

Full of kind­ness and com­pass­ion

Slow to an­ger

vast in love

God is good to all cre­ation;

All His works His good­ness prove.

All Thy works

O Lord

shall bless Thee;

Thee shall all Thy saints ad­ore:

King su­preme shall they con­fess Thee

And pro­claim Thy sov­er­eign pow­er.