For ev­er shall my song re­cord
The truth and mer­cy of the Lord;
Mercy and truth for ev­er stand,
Like Heav’n es­tab­lished by His hand.

Thus to His Son He swore, and said,
“With Thee My co­ve­nant first is made;
In Thee shall dy­ing sin­ners live,
Glory and grace are Thine to give.

“Be Thou My pro­phet, Thou My priest;
Thy child­ren shall be ev­er blest;
Thou art My chos­en king: Thy throne
Shall stand eter­nal like My own.

“There’s none of all My sons above
So much My im­age or My love;
Celestial pow­ers Thy sub­jects are,
Then what can earth to Thee com­pare?

David, My ser­vant, whom I chose
To guard My flock, to crush My foes,
And raised him to the Jew­ish throne,
Was but a sha­dow of My Son.

Now let the church re­joice and sing
Jesus, her Sav­ior and her king;
Angels His heav’n­ly won­ders show
And saints de­clare His works below.