1 Songs of praise awoke the morn
When the Prince of Peace was born;
Songs of praise arose when He
Captive led captivity.
2 Heaven and earth must pass away
Songs of praise shall crown the day;
God will make new heavens and earth—
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
3 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.
4 Borne upon the latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then, amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.
Source: The Voice of Thanksgiving No. 3 #237