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Author: Thomas Blacklock Hymnal: The Ark of Praise #102 (1882) First Line: Come, O my soul, in sacred lays Lyrics: 1 Come, O my soul, in sacred lays,
Attempt thy great Creator’s praise:
But Oh! what tongue can speak His fame?
What mortal verse can reach the theme?
2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres,
He glory, like a garment, wears;
To form a robe of light divine,
Ten thousand suns around Him shine.
3 In all our Maker’s grand designs,
Omnipotence, with wisdom, shines;
His works, thro’ all this wondrous frame,
Declare the glory of His Name.
4 Raised on devotion’s lofty wing,
Do thou, my soul, His glories sing;
And let His praise employ thy tongue,
Till listening worlds shall join the song. Tune Title: LUTON
Come, O my Soul