Let heav'n re-joice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne.
Today the saints His triumphs spread, And all His won-ders tell.
Help us, O Lord; de-scend and bring Sal va- tion from the throne. A-men.

When men to God their hom-age pay, And earth draws near to heav'n.
And bless Thy love,and own Thy pow'r Our Father and our Friend.
Nor
on -ly is the day Thine own When man draws near to God.
Thy Sabbath, the stu-pen-dous march Of
ni - ty.

vast e

ter

And pur-er wor-ship may, we pay In heav'n's un-cloud- ed light. A-men.

He!

him;
so;

His craft and pow'r are
Lord Sa - ba - oth, His
His rage we can en -
The body they may

For still our an-cient foe

Doth seek to work us woe;
Dost ask who that may be? Christ Jesus, it is
The prince of darkness grim-We trem-ble not for
Let goods and kin-dred go, This mor-tal life al

wondrous tale; And nightly, to the list 'ning earth, Re

Ped.