Each glad soul its free course winging, Each glad voice its free song singing,
Praise the great and mighty Lord!
EFORE Jehovah's awful throne Ye nations bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create, and He destroy.
2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay and formed us men; And when like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to His fold again.
3 We are His people, we His care,
Our souls, and all our mortal frame: What lasting honours shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to Thy name?
4 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
5 Wide as the world is Thy command; Vast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move.
COME, O come, in pious lays,
Sound we God Almighty's praise; Come, ye sons of human race, In this chorus take your place; And, amid the mortal throng, Be you masters of the song.
2 Angels and supernal powers, Be the noblest worship yours; Let, in praise of God, the sound Run a never-ending round;
That our song of praise may be Everlasting, as is He.
3 From the earth's remotest end, Let the voice of praise ascend; Spreading wide from shore to shore, Let the ocean-fulness roar;
Winds and clouds, as on ye move, Bear the mighty sound above.
4 So shall He, from heaven's high tower, On the earth His blessings pour; And this huge wide orb we see Shall one choir-one temple-be; Then, O come, in pious lays Sound we God Almighty's praise.
IVE to our God immortal praise; Mercy and truth are all His ways; Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat His mercies in your song.
2 Give to the Lord of Lords renown; The King of Kings with glory crown; His mercies ever shall endure,
When lords and kings are known no more.
3 He built the earth, He spread the sky, And fixed the starry lights on high; Wonders of grace to God belong ; Repeat His mercies in your song,
4 He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night; His mercies ever shall endure,
When sun and moon shall shine no more.
5 He sent His Son with power to save From guilt and darkness and the grave; Wonders of grace to God belong; Repeat His mercies in your song.
6 Through this vain world He guides our feet, And leads us to His heavenly seat;
His mercies ever shall endure,
When this vain world shall be no more.
OD of mercy, God of grace,
Show the brightness of Thy face; Shine upon us, Saviour, shine, Fill Thy Church with light divine; And Thy saving health extend, Unto earth's remotest end.
2 Let the people praise Thee, Lord; Be by all that live adored;
Let the nations shout and sing Glory to their Saviour King;
At Thy feet their tribute pay, And Thy holy will obey.
3 Let the people praise Thee, Lord, Earth shall then her fruits afford; God to man His blessing give; Man to God devoted live; All below, and all above, One in joy and light and love.
ALLELUJAH! Raise, O raise To our God the song of praise; All His servants join to sing God our Saviour and our King.
2 Blessed be for evermore
That dread name which we adore; Round the world His praise be sung, Through all lands, in every tongue.
3 O'er all nations God alone,
Higher than the heavens His throne; Who is like to God most high, Infinite in majesty?
4 Yet to view the heavens He bends; Yea, to earth He condescends; Passing by the rich and great, For the low and desolate.
5 He can raise the poor to stand With the princes of the land; Wealth upon the needy shower, Set the meanest high in power.
6 He the broken spirit cheers, Turns to joy the mourner's tears;
Such the wonders of His ways; Praise His name-for ever praise.
EAVEN and earth, and sea and air, Still their Maker's praise declare; Thou, my soul, as loudly sing, To thy God thy praises bring.
2 See the sun his power awakes, As through clouds his glory breaks; See the moon and stars of light Praising God in stillest night.
3 See how God this rolling globe Swathes with beauty like a robe; Forests, fields, and living things, Each its Maker's glory sings.
4 Through the air Thy praises meet Birds are singing clear and sweet; Fire, and storm, and wind, Thy will As Thy ministers fulfil.
5 Ocean-waves Thy glory tell, At Thy touch they sink and swell; From the well-spring to the sea, Rivers murmur, Lord, of Thee.
6 Ah! my God, what wonders lie Hid in Thine infinity!
Stamp upon my inmost heart What I am, and what Thou art.
J. NEANDER, trans. J. D. BURNS.*
HOLY, Holy, Holy Lord!
Be Thy glorious name adored; Lord! Thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial goodness, hail!
2 Though unworthy, Lord! Thine ear, Yet our hallelujahs hear;
Purer praise we hope to bring, When around Thy throne we sing.
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