The Psalms of David ‎#P113b

P113b. Ye Servants of th' Almighty King

1 Ye Servants of th' Almighty King,
In ev'ry Age his Praises sing;
Where'er the Sun shall rise or set,
The Nations shall his Praise repeat.

2 Above the Earth, beyond the Sky,
Stands his high throne of Majesty;
Nor Time nor Place his Power restrain,
Nor bound his universal Reign.

3 Which of the Sons of Adam dare,
Or Angels, with their GOD compare?
His Glories how divinely bright,
Who dwells in uncreated Light?

4 Behold his Love, he stoops to view
What Saints above and Angels do;
And condescends yet more to know
The mean Affairs of Men below.

5 From Dust and Cottages obscure,
His Grace exalts the humble Poor;
Gives them the Honour of his Sons,
And fits them for their heav'nly Thrones.

6 [A Word of his creating Voice
Can make the barren House rejoice;
Though Sarah's ninety Years were past,
The promis'd Seed is born at last.

7 With Joy the Mother views her Son,
And tells the Wonders GOD has done;
Faith may grow strong when Sense despairs;
If Nature fails the Promise bears.]

Text Information

• First Line: Ye Servants of th' Almighty King
• Meter: Long Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1766
• Scripture:
  Psalm 113
• Topic: God: and Condescension of Christ; God: his sovereignty and goodness to man

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