Jehovah Jesus

My song shall bless the Lord of all,

My praise shall climb to His abode;

Thee, Saviour, by that name I call,

The great Supreme, the mighty God.

Without beginning or decline,

Object of faith and not of sense;

Eternal ages saw Him shine,

He shines eternal ages hence.

As much when in the manger laid,

Almighty Ruler of the sky,

As when the six days' work He made,

Fill'd all the morning stars with joy.

Of all the crowns Jehovah bears,

Salvation is His dearest claim;

That gracious sound well pleased He hears

And owns Emmanuel for His name.