Third PART

Thou, O my God, hast from my Youth, Unto this Day, me taught; And I have openly declar'd, The Wonders thou hast wrought. And now, O God, forsake me not, When old, and gray, I'm grown; Till this, and to the future Age, Thy Strength, and Pow'r, I've shown. Thy Justice, Lord, in Height transcends All that we can declare, Who mighty Works hast done; O God, Who may with Thee compare; Thou, Troubles great, and sore, hast made Me, by Experience, know; Yet shalt thou me revive, and bring Up from the Depth of Woe. Thou shalt my Greatness far increase; And to me Comfort bring. Thy Truth, O Iacob's God, on Harp, And Psaltery, I'll sing. Then shall my Lips, with Joy, abound, While I chant forth thy Praise; My grateful Soul, by Thee, redeem'd, Shall joyn thy Fame to raise. My chearful Tongue, thy Righteousness, Shall ev'ry Day proclaim; For they're disgrac'd, that sought my Hurt, And brought to endless Shame.