Thou, who art truth and love,
Life Giver, from above

Speed forth Thy flight;
Move o'er the waters' face,
Bearing the lamp of grace,
And in earth's darkest place
Let there be light!

Almighty God, whom we
Adore in unity,

Wisdom, love, might;

Boundless as ocean's tide,
Rolling in fullest pride,
Through the earth far and wide,
Let there be light!

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the Lord!

ye heavens, adore Him,

Praise Him, Angels, in the height;

Sun and moon rejoice before Him,
Praise Him, all ye stars and light.
Praise the Lord! for He hath spoken,
Worlds His mighty voice obeyed ;
Laws, which never shall be broken,

For their guidance He hath made.

Praise the Lord! for He is glorious;
Never shall His promise fail;

God hath made His saints victorious,
Sin and death shall not prevail.
Praise the God of our salvation;
Hosts on high, His power proclaim ;
Heaven and earth, and all creation,
Laud and magnify His Name.

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ET the whole Creation cry

Glory to the Lord on high ! Heaven and earth, awake and sing 'God is good, and therefore King.'

Praise Him, all ye hosts above,
Ever bright and fair in love!
Sun and moon, uplift your voice,
Night and stars, in God rejoice.

Chant his honour, ocean fair ;
Earth, soft rushing through the air;
Sunshine, darkness, cloud,and storm,
Rain and snow, His praise perform.

All the elemental powers,

Forests, plains, and secret bowers,
Vales and mountains, burst in song!
Rivers, roll his praise along.

Let the blossoms of the earth
Join the universal mirth;

Birds, with morn and dew elate,
Sing with joy at Heaven's gate.

All the beasts that haunt the woods,
And the fish that cleave the floods,

Insects, and all creeping things,
Loud exalt the King of kings.

Warriors fighting for the Lord,

Prophets burning with his word,
Those to whom the arts belong,
Join the rushing of the song.

Kings of knowledge and of law,
To the glorious circle draw;
All who work and all who wait,
Sing, 'The Lord is good and great.'

Men and women, young and old,
Raise the anthem manifold;
And let children's happy hearts
In this worship bear their parts.

From the north to southern pole
Let the mighty chorus roll-

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HE God of Abraham praise,
Who reigns enthroned above,

Ancient of everlasting days,

And God of love :

Who was, and is the same,

By earth and heaven confest;

dim I bow and bless the sacred name, For ever blest.

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The God of Jesus sing,

At whose supreme command
From earth I rise and seek my King
At His right hand :

I all on earth forsake,

Its wisdom, fame, and power;
And Him my only Portion make,
My Shield and Tower.

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My God and Father praise,

Whose all-sufficient love

Shall guide me through my happy days
To home above.

He calls a child His friend,

His power and love I know,

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From sin and woe.

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He by Himself hath sworn,
I on his oath depend;

I shall, on eagles' wings upborne,
To heaven ascend:

Then shall I see His face,

His holy power adore,

And sing the wonders of His grace
For evermore.

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Welcome news to Zion bearing,

Zion long in hostile lands :

Mourning captive,

God Himself will loose thy bands.

Has thy night been long and mournful,
Have thy friends unfaithful proved,
Have thy foes been proud and scornful,.
By thy sighs and tears unmoved?

Cease thy mourning :

Zion still is well-beloved.

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God, thy God, will now restore thee;
He Himself appears thy Friend!
All thy foes shall flee before thee,
Here their boasts and triumphs end:
Great deliverance

Zion's King vouchsafes to send.

Enemies no more shall trouble;
All thy wrongs shall be redressed;
For thy shame thou shalt have double,
In thy Maker's favour blessed.

All thy conflicts

End in everlasting rest.

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ARK the glad sound! the Saviour comes,

The Saviour promised long :

Let every heart prepare a throne,

And every voice a song.

On him the Spirit largely poured

Exerts its sacred fire;

Wisdom and might, and zeal and love,

His holy breast inspire.

He comes the prisoners to release
In evil bondage held ;

The gates of brass before him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

He comes the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure ;

And with the treasures of his grace

To enrich the humble poor.