1 THE Lord is King! lift up thy voice, O earth; and all ye heavens, rejoice; From world to world the joy shall ring, The Lord omnipotent is King.
2 The Lord is King! who then shall dare Resist his will, distrust his care,
Or murmur at his wise decrees, Or doubt his royal promises?
3 Oh, when his wisdom can mistake, His might decay, his love forsake, Then may his children cease to sing, The Lord omnipotent is King!
4 One Lord, one empire all secures ; He reigns, and life and death are yours: Through earth and heaven one song shall
The Lord omnipotent is King.
1 AWAKE, my tongue, thy tribute bring To him who gave thee power to sing: Praise him who is all praise above, The source of wisdom and of love.
2 How vast his knowledge! how profound! A depth where all our thoughts are drowned!
The stars he numbers, and their names He gives to all those heavenly flames.
3 Through each bright world above, behold Ten thousand thousand charms unfold; Earth, air, and mighty seas combine, To speak his wisdom all divine.
4 But in redemption, oh, what grace! Its wonders, oh, what thought can trace!
Here wisdom shines forever bright: Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight.
1 THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim.
2 The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an almighty hand.
3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth;
4 While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What though in solemn silence all Move round the dark terrestrial ball? What though no real voice nor sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found?
6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice; Forever singing, as they shine, "The hand that made us is divine." Joseph Addison, 1712.
1 HALLELUJAII! raise, oh raise To our God the song of praise; All his servants join to sing God our Saviour and our King.
2 Blesséd 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, forever praise.
1 LET us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind; For his mercy shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
2 Let us sound his name abroad, For of gods he is the God; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
3 He, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light; For his mercy shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
4 All things living he doth feed, His full hand supplies their need; For his mercy shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
5 He his chosen race did bless In the wasteful wilderness; For his mercy shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
6 He hath with a piteous eye Looked upon our misery; For his mercy shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
7 Let us, then, with gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind; For his mercy shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
1 O LORD, how good, how great art thou, In heaven and earth the same! There angels at thy footstool bow, Here babes thy grace proclaim.
2 When glorious in the nightly sky Thy moon and stars I see, Oh, what is man! I wondering cry, To be so loved by thee!
3 To him thou hourly deign'st to give New mercies from on high;
Didst quit thy throne with him to live, For him in pain to die.
4 Close to thine own bright seraphim His favored path is trod; And all beside are serving him, That he may serve his God.
5 O Lord, how good, how great art thou, In heaven and earth the same! There angels at thy footstool bow, Here babes thy grace proclaim.
1 SINCE all the downward tracts of time God's watchful eye surveys;
Oh, who so wise to choose our lot, Or regulate our ways!
2 I cannot doubt his bounteous love, Immeasurably kind;
To his unerring, gracious will, Be every wish resigned.
3 Good when he gives, supremely good, Nor less when he denies ;
E'en crosses from his sovereign hand Are blessings in disguise.
1 GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.
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