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L. M. PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heav'nly host ; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
L. M. ALL people that on earth do dwell,
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice : Him serve with mirth, His praise forth tell,
Come ye before Him and rejoice. 2 Know that the Lord is God indeed ;
Without our aid He did us make : We are his flock, He doth us feed,
And for His sheep He doth us take. 3 Oh, enter then His gates with praise,
Approach with joy His courts unto ; Praise, laud, and bless His name always,
For it is seemly so to do.
His mercy is for ever sure ;
And shall from age to age endure. 5 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom heaven and earth adore, From men and from the angel-host,
Be praise and glory evermore.
Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord !
Eternal truth attends Thy word ;
WORSHIP, honor, glory, blessing,
Lord, we offer unto Thee ;
In glad homage bend the knee.
We would bow before Thy throne ;
88,78.81. CROWN His head with endless blessing,
Who, in God the Father's name,
Comes salvation to proclaim.
Thee, our Saviour, Thee, our God;
Shine through all the world abroad. 2 Jesus, Thee our Saviour healing,
Thee our God in praise we own; Highest honors, never failing,
Rise eternal round Thy throne.
Now, ye saints, His power confessing,
In your grateful strains adore ; For His mercy, never ceasing, Flows, and flows for evermore.
PLEASANT are Thy courts above,
2 Happy birds that sing and fly
Round Thy altars, O Most High !
3 Happy souls ! their praises flow
Even in this vale of woe ;
4 Lord, be mine this prize to win,
Guide me through a world of sin ;
Sun and shield alike Thou art,
H. F. Lyte.
10,10,11,11. OH, worship the King all-glorious above; Oh, gratefully sing His power and His love; Our shield and defender, the Ancient of
Days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with
praise. 2 Oh, tell of His might, oh, sing of His grace ! Whose robe is the light, whose canopy,
space. His chariots of wrath the deep thunder
clouds form, And dark is His path on the wings of the
storm. 3 The earth, with its store of wonders untold,
Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old, Hath 'stablished it fast by a changeless
decree, And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the
4 Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite ?
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the
plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 5 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail. Thy mercies how tender ! how firm to the
end ! Our maker, defender, Redeemer, and friend!
6 O measureless Might ! ineffable Love !
While angels delight to hymn Thee above, The humbler creation, though feeble their
lays, With true adoration shall lisp to Thy praise.
10,10,11,11 YE servants of God, your Master proclaim, And publish abroad His wonderful name ; The name all-victorious of Jesus extol ; His kingdom is glorious, He rules over all. 2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save, And still He is nigh — His presence we have; The great congregation His triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King. 3 “Salvation to God, who sits on the Throne,” Let all cry aloud and honor the Son ; The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim, Fall down on their faces and worship the Lamb. 4 Then let us adore and give Him His right, All glory and power, all wisdom and might, All honor and blessing, with angels above, And thanks never ceasing for infinite Love.
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P. M. (11,12,12,10, Irregular) HOLY, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! Early in the morning our song shall rise
to Thee; Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty !
God in Three Persons, blessèd Trinity ! 2 Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore Thee,
Casting down their golden crowns around
the glassy sea,