One song of praise, one voice of prayer,
Around, above, below;
Ye winds and waves the burthen bear,
"An hundred years ago!"
"An hundred years ago!" What then?
There rose, the world to bless,
A little band of faithful men,
A cloud of witnesses:
It looked but like a human hand;
Few welcomed, and none fear'd,
Yet, as it open'd o'er the land,
The hand of God appear'd.
The Lord made bare His holy arm,
In sight of earth and hell;
Fiends fled before it with alarm,
And alien-armies fell.
God gave the word, and great hath been
The preachers' company;
What wonders have our fathers seen!
What signs their children see!
One song of praise for mercies past,
Through all our courts resound;
One voice of prayer, that to the last,
Grace may yet more abound.
All hail, "An hundred years ago!"
And when our lips are dumb,
Be millions heard rejoicing so,
An hundred years to come.
Sacred Poems and Hymns
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Sacred Poems and Hymns #252||One song of praise, one voice of prayer||One song of praise, one voice of prayer||James Montgomery||18.104.22.168||1854|
|The Harp: being a collection of hymns and spiritual songs, adapted to all purposes of social and religious worship #34||"A hundred years ago"||One song of praise, one song of prayer||J. Montgomery||1840|