1. Sweet is the work, my God, my King,To praise thy name, give thanks and sing;To show thy love by morning light,And talk of all thy truths at night.
2. My heart shall triumph in my LordAnd bless his works and bless his word;Thy works of grace, how bright they shine,How deep thy counsels, how divine!
3. But, oh, what triumph shall I raiseTo thy dear name, through endless daysWhen in the realms of joy I seeThy face in full felicity!
4. Then shall I see and hear and knowAll I desired and wished below,And ev’ry pow’r find sweet employIn that eternal world of joy.