O God, my heart is fully bent
To magnify Thy name;
My tongue with cheerful songs of praise
Shall celebrate Thy fame.
Awake, my lute; nor thou, my harp,
Thy warbling notes delay;
Whilst I with early hymns of joy
Prevent the dawning day.
To all the listening tribes, O Lord,
Thy wondrous works I’ll tell,
And to those nations sing Thy praise,
That round about us dwell:
Because Thy mercy’s boundless height
The highest heav’n transcends;
And far beyond th’aspiring clouds
Thy faithful truth extends.
Be Thou, O God, exalted high
Above the starry frame;
And let the world, with one consent,
Confess Thy glorious name.
That all Thy chosen people Thee
Their Savior may declare;
Let Thy right hand protect me still,
And answer Thou my prayer.
Since God Himself has said the word,
Whose promise cannot fail,
With joy I Sichem will divide,
And measure Succoth’s vale.
Gilead is mine, Manasseh, too,
And Ephraim owns my cause:
Their strength my regal power supports,
And Judah gives my laws.
Moab I’ll make my servile drudge,
On vanquished Edom tread;
And thro’ the proud Philistine lands,
My conquering banners spread.
By whose support and aid shall I
Their well fenced city gain?
Who will my troops securely lead
Thro’ Edom’s guarded plain?
Lord, wilt not Thou assist our arms,
Which late Thou didst forsake?
And wilt not Thou, of these our hosts,
Once more the guidance take?
O to Thy servant in distress
Thy speedy succor send;
For vain it is on human aid
For safety to depend.
Then valiant acts shall we perform,
If Thou Thy power disclose;
For God it is, and God alone,
That treads down all our foes.