He hath built up, glorious architect, a monument more durable than brass;
His children's children shall talk of him in love, and teach their sons his honour:
His dignity hath set him among princes, the universe is debtor to his worth,
His privilege is blessing for ever, his happiness shineth now,
For he standeth of that grand Election, each man one among a thousand,
Whose sound is gone out into all lands, and their words to the end of the world!
