How Shall I Praise?

How shall I praise the eternal One

Who can ascend his dwelling place,

who can venture near his throne?

God's bold beloved go by grace

The Father of Lights-eternally

Arrayed in raiment shining bright

With his all-searching eye shall see

All secrets revealed in his sight.

How shall I praise the Triune One

The Father, Spirit and the Son

I will praise Him with my all

And early He shall hear my call.

Those watchful eyes that never sleep

Survey the world both night and day

His wisdom is a boundless deep

And all our thoughts to him display

Our mighty god, whose arm is strong

To save and keep, or to destroy;

Longsuffering grace he still prolongs,

And endless is his boundless joy.

How shall I praise the Triune One

The Father, Spirit and the Son

I will praise Him with my all

And early He shall hear my call.

In Him no shadows of turning

Nor variations wax and wane

For this surety we are yearning

Firm as a rock his truth remains

He'll not alter what he ordains

His promises his power guards

O'er all of life he rules and reigns

He is the God of just rewards

How shall I praise the Triune One

The Father, Spirit and the Son

I will praise Him with my all

and early He shall hear my call.

Demons before his presence flee;

How holy is his wondrous name!

His anger and his jealousy

Burn like devouring roaring flame.

Justice upon a dreadful throne

Maintains the righteous rights of God;

While Mercy sends her pardons down,

And ransoms with a Savior's blood.

How shall I praise the Triune One

The Father, Spirit and the Son

I will praise Him with my all

and early He shall hear my call.

Some words after Isaac Watts
October 19, 2018

Anthony Foster