1 Great God! to what glorious height
Hast Thou advanced the Lord, Thy Son!
Angels, in all their robes of light,
Are made the servants of His throne.
2 Before His feet their armies wait,
And swift as flames of fire they move,
To manage His affairs of state,
In works of vengeance, or of love.
3 Now they are sent to guide our feet,
Up to the gates of Thine abode,
Through all the dangers that we meet,
In traveling o'er the heavenly road.
4 Lord! when I leave this mortal ground,
And Thou shalt bid me rise and come--
Send Thy beloved angels down,
Safe to conduct our spirits home.
Source: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #116
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|The Cyber Hymnal #9629||Great God! To What Glorious Height||Great God, to what glorious height||MARYTON||Isaac Watts||LM||<cite>Hymns and Spiritual Songs</cite>, Book II, 1707-09|