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Thee they sing, with glory crowned ;
Our subject is the same.
Which gave Thy Son to die;
Alike we glorify;
L.M. 6 lines. J. WESLEY. 1739.
And silent bow before His face ;
Serve Him with awe, with reverence love. 2 Lo! God is here! Him day and night
The united choirs of angels sing :
Heaven's host their noblest praises bring :
Who praise Thee with a stammering tongue. 3 Gladly the toys of earth we leave,
Wealth, pleasure, fame, for Thee alone :
O take, O seal them for Thine own:
Be Thou by all Thy works adored ! 4 Being of beings, may our praise
Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill;
Still hear and do Thy sovereign will :
5 In Thee we move all things of Thee
Are full, Thou Source and Life of all; Thou vast, unfathomable Sea !
(Fall prostrate, lost in wonder, fall, Ye sons of men ; for God is man!)
All may we lose, so Thee we gain ! 6 As flowers their opening leaves display,
And glad drink in the solar fire, So may we catch Thy every ray,
So may Thy influence us inspire ; Thou Beam of the eternal Beam, Thou purging Fire ; Thou quickening Flame !
998,664,88. G. Tersteegen. 1860.
From cherubim and seraphim,
The fount of joy Thou art,
Ever I ever !
• Thou, Lord, and only Thou art King.
The first-born of the blessed band.
Loud are the songs of praise
• Thou, Lord, and only Thou art King.'
The wondrous love that never slumbers,
And of the wisdom, power, and might,
For all is never sung,
Never ! never !
Becomes the grandeur of a God,
Where stars revolve their little rounds : 2 Thee, while the first archangel sings,
He hides his face behind his wings ;
Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do ?
We would adore our Maker too !
The Great, the Holy, and the High.
And worms have learn'd to lisp Thy name;
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind ! 5 God is in heaven, and men below :
Be short our tunes, our words be few;
L.M. 6 lines, triplets. C. Wesley. 1854.
Who rides upon the stormy sky ;
The Lord most merciful, most high ! .
2 A father of the fatherless;
Is sure to find a friend in Him;
In goodness as in power supreme. 3 Thou, Jesus, art gone up on high, Hast captive led captivity
The powers that held our souls in chains : Thy blood hath sign'd our souls' release; Pardon, and liberty, and peace,
Thy precious blood for all obtains. 4 Thou hast received the promised grace For all of Adam's helpless race,
The glorious gift unspeakable ; That all Thine image might retrieve, That man again in God might live,
That God again in man might dwell.
And fills us with His richest store ;
L.M. 6 lines, triplets C. WESLEY. 1854
Psalm lxviii. 32–35. VE kingdoms of the earth, arise ! 1 Sing unto God who bows the skies,
Sing praises to the King of kings ; He from the heaven of heavens comes down, Forsakes His everlasting throne,
And grace and peace to sinners brings. 2 Hear Him, ye nations, and rejoice ;
His voice He sends, His mighty voice,
With joy let all mankind receive.
3 Jesus let all mankind adore ;
His power displayed in pardoning love;
A mystery to the hosts above.
The God of Israel we proclaim;
All praise and love to Jesu's name.
C. WESLEY. 1767
Their common beams unite,
To worship God aright: 2 To praise a Trinity adored
By all the hosts above;
Through endless ages love.
To laud and magnify
Whose glory fills the sky :
When God himself imparts,
Into our faithful hearts.
And challenge them to sing
Our Maker, and our King.
And asks our nobler strain ;
The Friend of earth-born man.
5 By face challengs shining ring.