“With my mouth will I make known thy faithfulness” Ps. 89:1
1 Begin, my soul, some heav’nly theme;
Awake, my voice and sing
The mighty works, or mightier name
Of our eternal king.
2 Tell of His wondrous faithfulness
And sound His power abroad,
Sing the sweet promise of His grace
And the performing God.
3 Proclaim salvation from the Lord,
For wretched, dying men;
His hand hath writ the sacred world
With an immortal pen.
4 Engraved as in eternal brass
The mighty promise shines;
Nor can the powers of darkness rase
Those everlasting lines.
5 His every word of grace strong
As that which built the skies;
The voice that rolls the stars along
Speaks all the promises.
6 Now shall my fainting heart rejoice
To know thy favour sure.
I trust the all-creating voice,
And faith desires no more.