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1 O Lord most high, eternal King,
By thee redeemed thy praise we sing;
The bonds of death are burst by thee,
And grace has won the victory.
2 Ascending to the Father’s throne
Thou claim’st the kingdom as thine own;
Thy days of mortal weakness o’er,
All power is thine for evermore.
3 To thee the whole creation now
Shall, in its threefold order, bow,
Of things on earth, and things on high,
And things that underneath us lie.
4 Be thou our joy, O mighty Lord,
As thou wilt be our great reward;
Let all our glory be in thee
Both now and through eternity.
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First Line: | O Lord most high, eternal King |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1884 |
Notes: | Public Domain |