To Thee, my God and Sav­ior,
My heart ex­ult­ing sings,
Rejoicing in Thy fa­vor,
Almighty King of kings.
I’ll ce­le­brate Thy glo­ry,
With all Thy saints above,
And tell the joy­ful story
Of Thy re­deeming love.

Soon as the morn with ros­es
Bedecks the dewy east,
And when the sun re­pos­es
Upon the ocean’s breast,
My voice in sup­pli­ca­tion,
Well pleas­èd Thou shalt hear;
O grant me Thy sal­va­tion,
And to my soul draw near.

By Thee through life sup­port­ed,
I pass the dan­ger­ous road,
With heav’n­ly hosts es­cort­ed
Up to their bright abode;
There cast my crown be­fore Thee,
Now all my con­flicts o’er,
And day and night adore Thee—
What can an an­gel more?