Bless God, my soul; thou, Lord, alone possessest empire without bounds; with honor thou art crowned, thy throne eternal majesty surrounds. With light thou dost thyself enrobe, and glory for a garment take; Heaven's curtains stretch beyond the globe, the canopy of state to make. God builds on liquid air, and forms his palace chambers in the skies; the clouds his chariot are, and storms the swift-wing'd steeds with which he flies. As bright as flame, and swift as wind, his ministers heaven's palace fill, they have their sundry tasks assigned; all prompt to do their sovereign's will. In praising God, while he prolongs my breath, I will that breath employ; and join devotion to my songs, sincere as in him is my joy.
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