1 This spacious earth is all the Lord’s,
And men, and worms, and beasts and birds,
He rais'd the building on the seas,
And gave it for their dwelling place.
2 But there’s a brighter world on high,
Thy palace, Lord, above the sky:
Who shall ascend that blest abode,
And dwell so near his Maker God?
3 He that abhors and fears to sin,
Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean,
Him shall the Lord, the Savior bless,
And clothe his soul with righteousness.
4 These are the men, the pious race,
That seek the God of Jacob’s face:
These shall enjoy the blissful sight
And dwell in everlasting light.
Pause.
5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high,
Behold the King of Glory nigh!
Who can this King of Glory be?
The mighty Lord, the Savior’s he.
6 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves display,
To make the Lord the Savior way:
Laden with spoils from earth and hell,
The conqu'ror comes, with God to dwell.
7 Rais'd from the dead, he goes before,
He opens heav'n’s eternal door,
To give his saints a blest abode,
Near their Redeemer, and their God.
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First Line: | This spacious earth is all the Lord's |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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