My Saviour! my almighty Friend

My Saviour! my almighty Friend,
When I begin thy praise,
Where will the growing numbers end,
The numbers of thy grace?

Thou art my everlasting trust;
Thy goodness I adore;
And, since I knew thy graces first,
I speak thy glories more.

Sweet is thy speech with heavenly grace,
Thy form divinely fair;
There's none of all the mortal race
Can e'er with thee compare

My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road,
And march with courage, in thy strength,
To see my Father God.

How will my lips rejoice to tell
The victories of my King!
My soul, redeemed from sin and hell,
Shall thy salvation sing.