Great God, My Maker and my King Of thee I'll speak, of thee I'll sing All thou hast done, and all thou dost Declare thee good, proclaim thee just Thy ancient thoughts and firm decrees The threat'nings and thy promises The joys of heaven, the pains of hell What angels taste, what devils feel Thy terrors and thy acts of grace Thy threat'ning rod and smiling face Thy wounding, and thy healing word A world undone, a church restored While these excite my fear and joy While these my tuneful lips employ Accept, O Lord, the humble song The tribute of a trembling tongue.