My song shall bless the Lord of all, <br />My praise shall climb to His abode; <br />Thee, Saviour, by that name I call, <br />The great Supreme, the mighty God. <br /> <br />Without beginning or decline, <br />Object of faith and not of sense; <br />Eternal ages saw Him shine, <br />He shines eternal ages hence. <br /> <br />As much when in the manger laid, <br />Almighty Ruler of the sky, <br />As when the six days' work He made, <br />Fill'd all the morning stars with joy. <br /> <br />Of all the crowns Jehovah bears, <br />Salvation is His dearest claim; <br />That gracious sound well pleased He hears <br />And owns Emmanuel for His name. <br /> <br />A cheerful confidence I feel, <br />My well placed hopes with joy I see; <br />My bosom glows with heavenly zeal, <br />To worship Him who died for me. <br /> <br />As man He pities my complaint, <br />His power and truth are all divine; <br />He will not fail, He cannot faint; <br />Salvation's sure, and must be mine.<br /><br />William Cowper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/olney-hymn-25-jehovah-jesus/
