O thou that art the Lord of hosts, what Lord in mightiness Is like to thee? who compass'd round art with thy faithfulness.
And thy most perfect righteousness O Lord, is very high, Who hast so great things done: O God, who is like unto thee?
Great is our Lord, and of great pow'r; his wisdom search can none.
For who in heaven with the Lord may once himself compare? Who is like God among the sons of those that mighty are?
O thou that art the Lord of hosts, that man is truly blest, Who by assured confidence on thee alone doth rest.
And all my bones shall say, O Lord, who is like unto thee, Which dost the poor set free from him that is for him too strong; The poor and needy from the man that spoils and does him wrong?
But who of glory is the King? The mighty Lord is this; Ev'n that same Lord, that great in might and strong in battle is.
Thou hast an arm that's full of pow'r, thy hand is great in might; And thy right hand exceedingly exalted is in height.