1 My song shall bless the Lord of all,
My praise shall climb to his abode;
Thee, Saviour, by that name I call,
The great supreme, the mighty God.

2 As much, when in the manger laid,
Almighty Ruler of the sky,
As when the six days works he made,
Fill'd all the morning-stars with joy.

3 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears,
Salvation is his dearest claim;
That gracious sound well pleas'd he hears,
And owns, Emmanuel for his name.

4 As man, he pities my complaint;
His pow'r and truth are all divine;
As God supreme, he cannot faint,
Salvation's sure, and will be mine.