17. Come, O My Soul, in Sacred Lays

1 Come, O my soul, in sacred lays,
Attempt thy great Creator’s praise;
But O what tongue can speak His fame?
What mortal verse can reach the theme?
What mortal verse can reach the theme?

2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres,
He glory like a garment wears;
To form a robe of light divine,
Ten thousand suns around Him shine.
Ten thousand suns around Him shine.

3 In all our Maker’s grand designs,
Omnipotence, with wisdom shines;
His works, through all this wondrous fame,
Declare the glories of His name.
Declare the glories of His name.

4 Raised on devotion’s lofty wing,
Do thou, my soul, His glories sing;
And let His praise employ thy tongue,
Till listening worlds shall join the song.
Till listening worlds shall join the song.

AMEN.

Text Information
First Line: Come, O my soul, in sacred lays
Title: Come, O My Soul, in Sacred Lays
Author: Thomas Blacklock
Meter: L M
Language: English
Publication Date: 1999
Topic: Adoration and Praise
Tune Information
Name: PARK STREET
Composer: Frederick M A Venua
Meter: L M
Key: G Major or modal



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