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 Sion chears 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 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1740 |
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Topic: | Worship: daily; Church: the house and care of God; Creation and Providence(7 more...) |