420. Ye that obey the immortal King

Ye that obey th' immortal King,
Attend his holy place;
Bow to the glories of his power,
And bless his wondrous grace.

Lift up your hands by morning light,
And send your souls on high;
Raise your admiring thoughts by night
Above the starry sky.

The God of Zion cheers our hearts
With rays of quick'ning grace;
The God that spread the heav'ns abroad,
And rules the swelling seas.

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First Line: Ye that obey the immortal King
Author: Isaac Watts
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1835
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Topic: Devotion: daily; Worship: daily
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