Come praise the Lord! Come praise our King!
Let sweetest songs be raised!
Our pious pleasure, while we sing,
increases with our praise.
Great is the Lord; and works unknown
are God's divine employ.
His faithful saints are near his throne,
as treasures, and as joy.
We saints adore the living God,
we serve with faith and prayer;
God makes the churches his abode,
and claims our honors there.
Source: In Melody and Songs: hymns from the Psalm versions of Isaac Watts #94
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|In Melody and Songs: hymns from the Psalm versions of Isaac Watts #94||Come praise the Lord! Come praise our King!||Come praise the Lord! Come praise our King!||RAVALLI||Isaac Watts||CM||Psalm 135||2014||Psalm 135, alt.|
|The Cyber Hymnal #9309||Awake, Ye Saints; To Praise Your King||Awake, ye saints; to praise your king||NEW BRITAIN||Isaac Watts|