4 Engraved as in eternal brass,
The mighty promise shines;
Nor can the powers of darkness rase
Those everlasting lines.
5 He that can dash whole worlds to death,
And make them when He please,
He speaks, and that almighty breath
Fulfils His great decrees.
6 His very word of grace is strong,
As that which built the skies;
The voice that rolls the stars along
Speaks all the promises.
7 He said, "Let the wide heaven be spread,"
And heaven was stretched abroad:
Abra'm, I'll be thy God," He said,
And He was Abra'm's God.
8 O might I hear Thine heavenly tongue
But whisper, "Thou art mine!"
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.
9 How would my leaping heart rejoice,
And feel my heaven secure!
I trust the all-creating voice,
And faith desires no more.
to God, ye of men,
Ascribe with one accord,
All praise and honour, might and strength,
To Him the living Lord.
2 Give glory to His holy name,
And honour Him alone;
Give worship to His majesty,
And bow before His throne.
3 The Lord doth sit upon the floods,
Their fury to restrain ;
He reigns above, both Lord and King,
And evermore shall reign.
4 The Lord shall give His people strength,
And bid their sorrows cease;
The Lord shall bless His chosen race
With everlasting peace.
RAISE, O praise our God and King!
Hymns of adoration sing;
For His mercies still endure
Ever faithful, ever sure.
2 Praise Him that He made the sun
Day by day his course to run;
For His mercies still endure
Ever faithful, ever sure:
3 And the silver moon by night,
Shining with her gentle light;
For His mercies still endure
Ever faithful, ever sure.
4 Praise Him that He gave the rain
To mature the swelling grain;
For His mercies still endure
Ever faithful, ever sure:
5 And hath bid the fruitful field
Crops of precious increase yield;
For His mercies still endure
Ever faithful, ever sure.
6 Praise Him for our harvest-store,
He hath filled the garner-floor;
For His mercies still endure
Ever faithful, ever sure:
7 And for richer food than this,
Pledge of everlasting bliss;
For His mercies still endure
Ever faithful, ever sure.
8 Glory to our bounteous King!
Glory let creation sing!
For His mercies still endure
Ever faithful, ever sure.
IVE to the Lord immortal praise;
Mercy and truth are all His ways;
Wonders of grace to Him belong,
Repeat His mercies in your song.
2 Give to the Lord of lords renown,
The King of kings with glory crown;
His mercies ever shall endure
When earthly powers are known no more.
3 He built the earth, He spread the sky,
He fixed the starry lights on high;
Wonders of grace to God belong,
Repeat His mercies in your song.
4 He saw the Gentiles dead in sin,
And felt His pity work within;
His wondrous mercies shall endure
When death and sin are known no more.
5 He sent His Son with power to save
From guilt, and darkness, and the grave;
Wonders of grace to God belong,
Repeat His mercies in your song.
6 Through this vain world He guides our feet, And leads us to His heavenly seat t;
His mercies ever shall endure
When this vain world is known no more.
1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns,
Enthroned beyond the sky;
The garments He assumes
Are light and majesty ;
His glories shine
With beams so bright,
No mortal eye
Can bear the sight.
2 The thunders of His hand
Keep the wide world in awe;
His truth and justice stand
To guard His holy law;
And where His love
Resolves to bless,
His truth confirms
And seals the grace.
3 Through all His works and ways
Surprising wisdom shines,
The powers of hell dismays,
And frustrates their designs;
Strong is the Lord,
And shall fulfil
His mighty word,
His sovereign will.
4 And can this mighty King
Of glory condescend?
And will He write His name,
My Father and my Friend?"
I love His name,
I love His word;
Join all my powers
And praise the Lord.
WORSHIP the King,
All glorious above;
O gratefully sing
His power and His love;
Our Shield and Defender,
The Ancient of days,
Pavilioned in splendour,
And girded with praise.
2 O tell of His might,
O sing of His grace,
Whose robe is the light,
Whose canopy space;
His chariots of wrath
Deep thunder-clouds form,
And dark is His path
On the wings of the storm.
3 The earth, with its store
Of wonders untold,
Almighty, Thy power
Hath founded of old,
Hath stablished it fast
By a changeless decree,
And round it hath cast,
Like a mantle, the sea.
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