1 Ye that delight to serve the Lord,
The honors of his name record –
His sacred name forever bless:
Where'er the circling sun displays
His rising beams of setting rays,
Let lands and seas his power confess.
2 Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds,
Can give his vast dominion bounds,
The heav'ns are far below his height;
Let no created greatness dare
With our eternal God compare,
Arm'd with his uncreated might.
3 He bows his glorious head to view
What the bright hosts of angels do,
And bends his care to mortal things;
His sov'reign hand exalts the poor,
He takes the needy from the door,
And seats them on the thrones of kings.
4 When childless families despair,
He sends the blessings of an heir,
To rescue their expiring name;
The mother with a thankful voice,
Proclaims his praises and her joys;
Let ev'ry age advance his praise.
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First Line: | Ye that delight to serve the Lord |
Title: | The Majesty and Condescension of God |
Meter: | Proper Tune |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
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