1 The king shall in Thy strength rejoice,
In Thy salvation, Lord;
For Thou hast granted what his voice
And heart of Thee implored.

2 The blessings of Thy goodness, Thou
From him dost not withhold;
And Thou hast set upon his brow
A crown of purest gold.

3 He asked for life, and Thou didst give
The boon he did implore;
Granting him length of days, to live
With Thee for evermore.

4 Great are His glory and delight
In Thy salvation, Lord;
Honour, and majesty, and might,
On Him are freely poured.

5 Of blessings he is made the spring;
Honoured Thy face to see;
And trusting in Thy grace, the king
Unmoved shall ever be.

6 Be Thou exalted, God Most High,
In Thine own strength divine!
So shall our praise ascend the sky,
For power and grace are Thine.