I’ll praise Him while He gives me breath,
I long to praise Him after death.
I’ll praise Him when I’m called to die,
And shout salvation when I die.

Time soon shall stop my fleeting breath,
And in His arms resigned to death,
My trembling soul to all can tell
That Jesus doeth all things well.

Then I shall see Him face to face,
And praise Him in that holy place.
My theme Through all eternity
Shall glory, glory, glory be.