Praise for Protection, Grace and Truth

1 My God in whom are all the springs,
Of boundless love, and grace unknown,
Hide me beneath thy spreading wings,
Till the dark cloud is overblown.

2 Up to the heav’ns I send my cry,
The Lord will my desires perform;
He sends his angel from the sky,
And saves me from the threat’ning storm.

3 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heav’ns where angels dwell;
Thy pow’r on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.

4 My heart is fix’d; my song shall raise
Immortal honours to thy name;
Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise,
My tongue, the glory of my frame.

5 High o’er the earth his mercy reigns,
And reaches to the utmost sky;
His truth to endless years remains,
When lower worlds dissolve and die.

6 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heav’ns, where angels dwell;
Thy pow’r on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.