Eternal God, Thou only just,
Thou only gracious , wise, and true,
Not unto us who are but dust,
But unto Thee is glory due.
The Lord we serve maintains His Throne
Above the clouds, beyond the sky;
His will shall through the earth be done;
He answers when His servants cry.
O Israel ! make the Lord thy hope,
Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest;
For He shall build thy ruins up;
Yea all His Israel shall be blest !
The dead praise not Thy goodness, Lord,
Neither the silent in the grave;
But all who live shall bless Thy word,
And sound Thy might power to save.