A Song of Praise collected out of the Book of Psalms (Another)

TO render Thanks unto the Lord,
How great a cause have I!
My Voice, my Prayer, and my Complaint,
That heard so willingly?
Thou art my Strength, thou hast me stay'd,
O Lord, I sing to Thee;
Thou art my Fort, my Fence and Aid,
And Loving God to Me.

What thing is there that I can wish,
But Thee in Heav'n above?
And in the Earth there is nothing
Like Thee that I can love:
For why? the Well of Life so pure
Doth ever flow from Thee;
And in thy Light we are full sure
The lasting Light to see.

My heart would faint, but that in me
This Hope is fixed fast;
The Lord God's good Grace shall I see,
In Life that ay shall last:
For this God is our God, our God,
For evermore is He;
This God of ours even unto Death,
Our faithful Guide will be.

When I awake, I shall behold
In Righteousness thy Face;
And I shall be most like to Thee,
Even filled with thy Grace:
Full Joys are in thy Presence, Lord,
(A sweet and precious Store)
My God, at thy Right Hand there are
Pleasures for evermore.

Ye Angels which are great in Power,
Praise Ye and bless the Lord,
Which to obey and do his Will
Immediately accord:
Ye all his Works in every place,
Praise ye his Holy Name;
My Heart, my Mind, and all my Soul,
For ever praise the same.