My steadfast heart, O God,
Will sound Thy praise abroad
With tuneful string;
The dawn shall hear my song,
Thy praise I will prolong,
And where Thy people throng
Thanksgiving bring.
Thy truth and tender love
Are high as Heav’n above;
Thy help we crave.
Be Thou exalted high
Above the lofty sky;
Lest Thy belovèd die,
O hear and save.
God’s Word shall surely stand;
His name through every land
Shall be adored;
Lord, who shall lead our host?
Thine aid we covet most,
In Thee is all our boast,
Strong in the Lord.
