For those to whom my name is known,
I’ll honour them in heaven;
there my salvation shall be shown,
and endless life be given.
For those to whom my name is known,
I’ll honour them in heaven;
there my salvation shall be shown,
and endless life be given.
If vapors with malignant breath
Rise thick, and scatter midnight death:
Still they are safe; the poison’d air
Again grows pure, if God be there
Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man;
And kindly lengthen out our span,
Till a wise care of piety
Fit us to die, and dwell with thee.
Our God, our help in ages past,
our hope for years to come
My song forever shall record
The tender mercies of the Lord;
Your faithfulness will I proclaim,
And ev’ry age shall know your name
God in his earthly temple lays
Foundations for his heav’nly praise
Great is thy mercy, and my tongue
Shall those sweet wonders tell
His righteousness is gone before
To give us free access to God;
Our wand’ring feet shall stray no more,
But mark his steps and keep the road
Revive our dying graces, Lord,
And let thy saints in thee rejoice;
Make known thy truth, fulfil thy word;
We wait for praise to tune our voice.
Great God, attend, while Zion sings
The joy that from thy presence springs:
To spend one day with thee on earth
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.
Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion’s gate;
God is their strength, and through the road
They lean upon their helper God.
Then shall the nations know
That glorious, dreadful word,
Jehovah is thy name alone,
And thou the sovereign Lord