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| Text: | Praise to the Lord on high |
| Author: | Doddridge |
1 Praise to the Lord on high,
Who spreads his triumphs wide!
While Jesus' fragrant name
Is breathed on every side;
Balmy and rich the odors rise,
And fill the earth and reach the skies.
2 Ten thousand dying souls
Its influence feel, and live;
Sweeter than vital air
The incense they receive:
They breathe anew, and rise and sing--
Jesus, the Lord, their conquering King.
3 But they who scorn the grace
That brings salvation nigh,
And turn away their face,
Must faint, and fall, and die:
So sad a doom, ye saints, deplore;
For oh! they fall to rise no more.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Praise to the Lord on high |
| Author: | Doddridge |
| Meter: | H. M. |
| Publication Date: | 1873 |
| Topic: | General Praise; The Name of Christ a Sweet Savor |
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