297a. Ye that obey th' immortal King

1 Ye that obey th' immortal King,
Attend his holy place;
Bow to the glories of his pow'r,
And bless his wond'rous grace.

2 Lift up your hands by morning light,
And send your souls on high:
Raise your admiring thoughts by night
Above the starry sky.

3 The God of Zion cheers our hearts
With rays of quick'ning grace:
The God that spread the heav'ns abroad,
And rules the swelling seas.

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First Line: Ye that obey th' immortal King
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
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