The Lord
ye know is God indeed:
Without our aid He did us make:
We are His flock, He doth us feed,
And for His sheep He doth us take.
O enter then His courts with praise;
Approach with joy His courts unto;
Praise, laud, and bless His name always,
For it is seemly so to do.
For why? The Lord our God is good,
His mercy is for ever sure;
His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.
WITH One consent let all the earth
To God their cheerful voices raise;
Glad homage pay with awful mirth,
And sing before Him songs of praise.
Convinced that He is God alone,
From whom both we and all proceed;
We, whom He chooses for His own,
The flock that He vouchsafes to feed.
O enter then His temple gate,
Thence to His courts devoutly press,
And still your grateful hymns repeat,
And still His Name with praises bless.
For He's the Lord, supremely good,
His mercy
is for ever sure:
His truth, which always firmly stood,
To endless ages shall endure.
BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne
Ye nations bow with sacred joy ;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and He destroy.
His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and form'd us men;
And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd,
He brought us to His fold again.
We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise,
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
Wide as the world is Thy command,
Vast as eternity Thy love ;
Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move,
O 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.
O tell of His might!
O sing of His grace;
Whose robe is the light,
Whose canopy space!
His chariots of wrath
The thunder-clouds form,
And dark is His path
On the wings of the storm.
Thy bountiful care
What tongue can recite ?
It breathes in the air,
It shines in the light;
It streams from the hills,
It descends to the plain,
And sweetly distils
In the dew and the rain.
Frail children of dust,
And feeble as frail,
In Thee do we trust,
Nor find Thee to fail;
Thy mercies how tender!
How firm to the end!
Our Maker, Defender,
Redeemer, and Friend.
SONGS of Praise the angels sang,
Heaven with Halleluiahs rang,
When Jehovah's work begun,
When He spake, and it was done.
Songs of praise awoke the morn
When the Prince of Peace was born,
Songs of Praise arose when He
Captive led captivity.
Heaven and earth must pass away;
Songs of Praise shall crown that day,
God will make new heavens and earth;
Songs of Praise shall hail their birth.
And shall man alone be dumb,
Till that glorious kingdom come?
No! the Church delights to raise
Psalms and Hymns, and Songs of Praise!
Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in Songs of Praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of Praise to sing above.
Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of Praise shall conquer death;
Then, amidst eternal joy,
Songs of Praise their powers employ.
My soul, inspired with sacred love,
God's holy name for ever bless;
Of all His favours mindful prove,
And still thy grateful thanks express.
"Tis He that all thy sins forgives,
And after sickness makes thee sound;
From danger He thy life retrieves,
By Him with grace and mercy
The Lord abounds with tender love,
And unexampled acts of grace;
His wakened wrath does slowly move,
His willing mercy flows
apace.
God will not always harshly chide,
But with His anger quickly part;
And loves His punishments to guide
More by His love than our desert.
PRAISE 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 hath He 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.
HOSANNA to the Living Lord!
Hosanna to the Incarnate Word!
To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King,
Let earth, let heaven Hosanna sing.
O Saviour, with protecting care
Abide in this Thy House of Prayer:
Where we Thy promised presence claim,
Assembled in Thy sacred name.
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