are too mean to speak His worth, Too mean to set my Saviour forth. A men. 2 Great Prophet of my God, My tongue would bless Thy Name; By Thee the joyful news Of our salvation came: The joyful news of sins forgiven, Of hell subdued, and peace with Heaven. 3 Jesus, my great High Priest, Offered His blood and died; My guilty conscience seeks 53 No sacrifice beside: His powerful blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne, 4 My dear Almighty Lord, My Conqueror and my King, Thy screptre and Thy sword, Thy reigning grace I sing: Thine is the power; behold, I sit, In willing bonds, beneath Thy feet. Isaac Watts, 1709 64 Lyons 10, 10, II, II F. J. Haydn, 1770 1 Ye ser-vants of God, your Mas - ter pro - claim, And pub-lish a - broad His wonderful Name; The Name, all victo-rious, of Charles Wesley, 1744 Alt. 65 Edlingham 8, 7, 8, 7, 4, 7 Edward J. Hopkins 1 Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious, See the Man of 0:4 4 Sorrows now; 2 Crown the Saviour, angels, crown Him; 3 Sinners in derision crowned Him, Mocking thus the Saviour's claim; 4 Hark, those bursts of acclamation! Crown Him! Crown Him! King of kings, and Lord of lords. Where we see the gold-en sun-rise In the ros - y distance lie. the dead all ranged be-fore Him, Raised from death, hell, sea, and land. 3 He is coming, He is coming, Waiting round His judgment-seat, 57 4 He is coming, He is coming; Let His lowly first estate, That in faith and hope we wait, |