Congregational singing
Metropolitan Tabernacle, London
Text: Isaac Watts | Tune: LUCILE
With all my powers of heart and tongue,
I’ll praise my Maker in my song;
May nothing mar the song I raise,
Nor earthly idols steal Thy praise.
I’ll sing Thy Truth and mercy, Lord,
And the great wonders of Thy Word;
Not all Thy works on earth below,
So much Thy power and glory show.
To Thee I cried in my distress,
In mercy Thou didst hear and bless,
And did my doubts and fears control,
Imparting strength through all my soul.
The King of Heaven maintains His state,
Frowns on the proud and scorns the great;
But from His throne descends to know
Repenting sinners here below.
Troubled by numerous snares I stand,
Upheld and guarded by Thy hand;
Thy comforts keep my soul alive,
And bid my downcast heart revive.
Grace will complete what grace begins,
To save from sorrows or from sins;
The work our Saviour undertakes,
Eternal mercy ne’er forsakes.
(Psalm 138)
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