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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