Scripture Verse

I will extol Thee, my God, O King; and I will bless Thy name for ever and ever. Psalm 145:1


Edward Miller (1735–1807)
National Portrait Gallery


Words: Is­aac Watts, The Psalms of Da­vid 1719. The great­ness of God.

Music: Rock­ing­ham (Mill­er) Karl P. E. Bach (1714–1788), ar­ranged by Ed­ward Mill­er, 1790 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Isaac Watts (1674–1748)


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.

The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to Thine ear;
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for Thee.

Thy truth and justice I’ll pro­claim;
Thy bounty flows, an endless stream;
Thy mercy swift, Thine anger slow,
But dreadful to the stubborn foe.

Thy works with sovereign glo­ry shine,
And speak Thy majesty divine;
Let us upon all shores pro­claim
[originally, Let Britain round her shores pro­claim]
The sound and honor of Thy name.

Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of Thy praise;
And unborn ages make my song
The joy and labor of their tongue.

But who can speak Thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds;
Vast and unsearchable Thy ways,
Vast and immortal be Thy praise!