Text: | The Holiness of God |
1 Holy and reverend is the name
Of our eternal King;
Thrice holy Lord! the angels cry,
Thrice holy, let us sing.
2 Heav'n's brightest lamps with him compar'd
How mean thy look and dim!
The fairest angels have their spots
When once compar'd with him.
3 Holy is he in all his works,
And truth is his delight;
But sinners and their wicked ways
Shall perish from his sight.
4 The deepest reverence of the mind,
Pay, O my soul to God;
Lift with thy hands a holy heart
To his sublime abode.
5 With sacred awe pronounce his name,
Whom words nor thoughts can reach;
A broken heart shall please him more
Than the best forms of speech.
6 Thou, holy God, preserve my soul
From all pollution free;
The pure in heart are thy delight,
And they thy face shall see.
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First Line: | Holy and reverend is the name |
Title: | The Holiness of God |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
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Topic: | God: His Holiness |