2 When did Thy people call, and Thou
Their supplication spurn?
And shall our souls refuse Thee now
Their utmost in return?
3 Though Thou art high and we are low,
We are Thy daily care,
Thy hand restrains our fiercest foe,
And heals our worst despair.
4 Lord, finish what Thou hast begun
In love and grace divine;
Thy perfect will in us be done,
And all the praise be Thine.
RAISE to Thee, Thou great Creator,
Praise be Thine from every tongue;
Join, my soul, with every creature,
Join the universal song.
Father, source of all compassion,
Pure, unbounded grace is Thine;
Hail the God of our Salvation,
Praise Him for His love divine.
2 For ten thousand blessings given,
For the hope of future joy,
Sound His praise through earth and heaven, Sound Jehovah's praise on high;
Joyfully on earth adore Him,
Till, in heaven, our song we raise; There, enraptured, fall before Him, Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
E praise, we worship Thee, O God;
Thy sovereign power we sound abroad;
All nations bow before Thy throne,
And Thee, the great Jehovah own. 2 Loud hallelujahs to Thy name Angels and seraphim proclaim; By all the powers and thrones in heaven, Eternal praise to Thee is given. 3 0, holy, holy, holy Lord,
Thou God of Hosts, by all adored;
Earth and the heavens are full of Thee,
Thy light, Thy power, Thy majesty.
4 Apostles join the glorious throng,
And swell the loud triumphant song;
Prophets and martyrs hear the sound,
And spread the hallelujah round.
5 Glory to Thee, O God most high!
Father, we praise Thy majesty;
The Son, the Spirit, we adore;
One Godhead, blest for evermore.
1 OD eternal! Lord of all!
Lowly at Thy feet we fall;
All the earth doth worship Thee,
We amidst the throng would be.
2 All the holy angels cry,
Hail, thrice holy, God most High!
Lord of all the heavenly powers,
Be the same loud anthem ours.
3 Glorified apostles raise
Night and day continual praise;
Hast Thou not a mission too
For Thy servants here to do?
4 With Thy prophets' goodly line
We in mystic bond combine;
For Thou hast to us revealed
Things that to the wise were sealed.
5 Martyrs, in a noble host,
Of Thy cross are heard to boast;
Since so bright a crown they wear,
We Thy cross on earth would bear.
6 All Thy Church in heaven and earth,
Jesus hail Thy spotless birth;
Own the God who all has made,
And the Spirit's soothing aid.
RAISE the Lord, ye heavens, adore Him;
Praise Him, angels, in the height;
Sun and moon, rejoice before Him;
Praise Him, all ye stars of light.
2 Praise the Lord, for He hath spoken;
Worlds His mighty voice obeyed;
Laws that never shall be broken,
For their guidance He hath made.
3 Praise the Lord, for He is glorious;
Never shall His promise fail.
God hath made His saints victorious;
Sin and death shall not prevail.
4 Praise the God of our salvation,
Hosts on high His power proclaim;
Heaven and earth, and all creation,
Laud and magnify His name.
PRAISE ye the Lord, immortal choir,
In heavenly heights above,
With harp, and voice, and souls of fire,
Burning with perfect love.
2 Shine to His glory, worlds of light,
Ye million suns of
Ye moons and glistening stars of night,
Running your mystic race.
3 Ye gorgeous clouds that deck the sky
With crystal, crimson, gold;
And rainbow arches raise on high,
The Light of light unfold.
4 Shout to Jehovah, surging main,
In deep, eternal roar,
Let wave to wave resound the strain,
And shore reply to shore.
5 Storm, lightning, thunder, hail, and snow, Wild winds that keep His word,
With the old mountains far below,
Unite to bless the Lord.
6 And round the wide world let it roll,
Whilst man shall lead it on ;
Join, every ransomed human soul,
In glorious unison.
7 Come, aged man, come, little child,
Youth, maiden, peasant, king,
To God in Jesus reconciled,
Your hallelujahs bring.
8 The omnipresent Deity,
Maker of earth and heaven,
The great Redeeming Majesty,
To Him the praise be given.
YOME, O come, with sacred 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 masters of the song.
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2 Angels and celestial 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 Île.
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;
All this huge wide orb we see
Shall one choir-one temple-be;
Come, then, come, in sacred lays
Sound we God Almighty's praise.
LL things praise Thee, Lord most high,
Heaven and earth and sea and sky,
All were for Thy glory made,
That Thy greatness thus displayed
Should all worship bring to Thee;
All things praise Thee Lord, may we.
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