Richard Garbett - Bless God, my soul - текст песни (слова)

Bless God my soul; thou, Lord alone,
 Possessest empire without bounds.
 With honour thou art crowned: thy throne
 Eternal Majesty surrounds.
 With light thou dost thyself enrobe,
 And glory for a garment take:
 Heav'n's curtains stretch beyond the globe,
 Thy canopy of state to make.
 
 God builds on liquid air, and forms
 His palace-chambers in the skies:
 The clouds his chariots are, and storms
 The swift-winged steeds with which he flies.
 As bright as flame, as swift as wind
 His ministers Heav'n's palace fill;
 To have their sundry tasks assigned,
 All proud to serve their Sov'reign's will.
 
 Earth on her centre fixed he set,
 Her face with waters overspread;
 Nor proudest mountains dared as yet
 To lift above the waves their head.
 Firm hast thou fixed the ocean's bounds,
 The threat'ning surges to repel;
 That they no more o'erpass their mounds,
 Nor to a second deluge swell.