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1 Ye that delight to serve the Lord,
The Honours of his Name record,
His sacred Name for ever bless;
Where'er the circling Sun displays
His rising Beams, or setting Rays,
Let Lands and Seas his Pow'r confess.
2 Not Time, nor Nature's narrow Rounds,
Can give his vast Dominion Bounds;
The Heav'ns are far below his Height:
Let no created Greatness dare
With our eternal GOD compare,
Armd with his uncreated Might.
3 He bows his glorious Head to view
What the bright Hosts of Angels do,
And bends his Care to mortal Things;
His sov'reign Hand exalts the Poor,
He takes the Needy from the Door,
And makes them Company for Kings.
4 When childless Families despair,
He sends the Blessing of an Heir,
To rescue their expiring Name;
The Mother, with a thankful Voice,
Proclaims his Praises and her Joys;
Let ev'ry Age advance his Fame.
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First Line: | Ye that delight to serve the Lord |
Meter: | Proper Tune |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1766 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | God: and Condescension of Christ; God: his sovereignty and goodness to man |