1 The Lord, the sov'reign King,
Hath fix'd his Throne on high;
O'er all the heav'nly World he rules,
And all beneath the Sky.
2 Ye Angels, great in Might,
And swift to do his Will,
Bless ye the Lord, whose Voice ye hear,
Whose Pleasure ye fulfil.
3 Let the bright Hosts, who wait
The Orders of their King,
And guard his Churches when they pray,
Join in the Praise they sing.
4 While all his wond'rous Works
Through his vast Kingdom shew
Their Maker's Glory, thou, my Soul,
Shalt sing his Graces too.
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First Line: | The Lord, the sov'reign King |
Title: | God's universal Dominion; or, Angels praise the Lord |
Meter: | Short Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1740 |
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Topic: | Afflicted: gentle; Angels: praise the Lord; Compassion of God(5 more...) |