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1 How shall I sing that majesty
which angels do admire?
Let dust in dust and silence lie;
sing, sing, ye heavenly choir.
Thousands of thousands stand around
thy throne, O God most high;
ten thousand times ten thousand sound
thy praise; but who am I?
2 Thy brightness unto them appears,
whilst I thy footsteps trace;
a sound of God comes to my ears,
but they behold thy face.
They sing, because thou art their Sun;
Lord, send a beam on me;
for where heaven is but once begun
there alleluias be.
3 Enlighten with faith's light my heart,
inflame it with love's fire;
then shall I sing and bear a part
with that celestial choir.
I shall, I fear, be dark and cold,
with all my fire and light;
yet when thou dost accept their gold,
Lord, treasure up my mite.
4 How great a being, Lord, is thine,
which doth all beings keep!
Thy knowledge is the only line
to sound so vast a deep.
Thou art a sea without a shore,
a sun without a sphere;
thy time is now and evermore,
thy place is everywhere.
Source: Ancient and Modern: hymns and songs for refreshing worship #663
First Line: | How shall I sing that majesty |
Title: | How Shall I Sing That Majesty |
Author: | John Mason |
Meter: | 8.6.8.6 D |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
How shall I sing that Majesty. J. Mason. [Praise.] From his Spiritual Songs, &c, 1683, Song i., into The English Hymnal, 1906.
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, New Supplement (1907)