My God, my King, thy various praise

1My God, my King, thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days;
Thy love shall sound from shore to shore,
With humble prayer and grateful song.

2The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear;
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for thee.

3Let distant climes and nations raise
The long succession of thy praise;
And every kindred make thy song
The joy and triumph of their tongue.