The Mercies of My God and King

The mercies of my God and King

My tongue shall still pur­sue:

O hap­py they who

while they sing

Those mer­cies

share them too!

As bright and last­ing as the sun

As lof­ty as the sky

From age to age Thy truth shall run

And chance and change de­fy.

The co­ve­nant of the King of kings

Shall stand for ev­er sure;

And ’neath the sha­dow of Thy wings

Thy saints re­pose se­cure.

Thine is the earth

and Thine the skies

Created at Thy will:

The waves at Thy com­mand arise

At Thy com­mand are still.

In earth be­low

in Heav’n ab­ove

Who

who is Lord like Thee?

O spread the Gos­pel of Thy love

Till all Thy glo­ries see.