All that fear God, come, hear, I'll tell what he did for my soul.
O children, hither do ye come, and unto me give ear; I shall you teach to understand how ye the Lord should fear.
Thy justice and salvation my mouth abroad shall show, Ev'n all the day; for I thereof the numbers do not know.
And now, Lord, leave me not, when I old and gray-headed grow: Till to this age thy strength and pow'r to all to come I show.
Come, and the works that God hath wrought with admiration see: In's working to the sons of men most terrible is he.
My tongue thy justice shall proclaim, continuing all day long; For they confounded are, and sham'd, that seek to do me wrong.
Thou, Lord, who great adversities, and sore, to me didst show, Shalt quicken, and bring me again from depths of earth below.
My soul shall boast in God: the meek shall hear with joyfulness.