61. Come, O my soul, in sacred lays

1 Come, O my soul, in sacred lays,
Attempt thy great Creator's praise;
But O what tongue can speak his fame!
What mortal verse declare his name!

2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres,
He glory like a garment wears;
To form a robe of light divine,
Ten thousand suns around him shine.

3 In all our Maker's grand designs,
Omnipotence with wisdom shines;
His works, through all this wondrous frame,
Declare the glory of his name.

4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing,
Do thou, my soul, his glories sing;
And let his praise employ thy tongue
Till listening worlds shall join the song.

Text Information
First Line: Come, O my soul, in sacred lays
Author: Thomas Blacklock
Publication Date: 1886
Topic: Worship: Attributes and Providence of God
Tune Information
Name: LUTON
Composer: George Burder
Meter: L.M.
Key: E♭ Major
Notes: Alternate tunes: #19, 47, 58.



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