2 Samuel 7

My Lord,my God, O who am I!
Or what is my poore Family,
That thou should'st crowne,
With Power renowne,
And raise my Throne on high!

As this were little; in my place
Hast promis'd to confirme my Race,
Doe men, O Lord,
To men afford
Such, such transcendent Grace!

Not to be hop'd for, nor desir'd;
Not to be utter'd, but admir'd:
My Thoughts to me,
Then they to thee,
Lesse knowne, when most retir'd.

These great things did'st Thou, to fulfill
Thy Word and never-changing Will.
Into my Sight
This knowing Light,
Thy Wisdomes Beames, distill.

In Goodnesse, as in Power compleat:
No God but thee: O who so great!
All this of old
Our Fathers told;
And often did repeat.

What Nation breaths, who can or dare
With thee, O Israel, compare?
For whom alone
God left his Throne,
As his peculiar Care.

To amplifie his Name; to doe
Such great, such fearefull things for you:
Such Wonders wrought;
From Aegypt brought;
From men, from gods withdrew.

Establisht by divine Decree;
That thou might'st be our God, and we
For evermore
Thy Name adore;
As consecrate to Thee.

Now, Lord, effect what thou hast said;
The Promise to thy Servant made.
Confirme by Deed,
What to his Seed
Thy Word long since displaid.

Great God, O be thou magnifi'd!
Whose Hands the strife of Warre decide:
Let Davids Race,
Before thy Face
For ever fixt abide.

Thou saidst (who Israel dost protect)
I will my Servants House erect.
My Thoughts indu'd
With gratitude
These Prayers to Thee direct.

Thou Lord, in Goodnesse infinite!
Whose Word and Truth like Twins unite.
Thy Promise hath
Confirm'd my Faith,
And fill'd me with delight.

Be then my House for ever blest,
Of thy deare Presence still possest.
Thus hast thou said;
This Promise made:
O with thy Grace invest!