Full Lyrics
VERSE 1
King of glory, King of peace, I will love thee,
And that love may never cease, I will move thee.
Thou hast granted my request, Thou hast heard me,
Thou didst note my working breast, Thou hast spared me.
VERSE 2
Wherefore with my utmost art, I will sing thee;
And the cream of all my heart, I will bring thee;
Though my sins against me cried, thou didst clear me,
And alone when they replied, thou didst hear me.
VERSE 3
Seven whole days, not one in seven, I will praise thee;
In my heart though not in heaven, I can raise thee.
Small it is in this poor sort, to enroll thee.
E'en eternity too short, to extol thee.
