Text: | Begin, my soul, the exalted lay |
Author: | Ogilvie |
1 Begin, my soul, the exalted lay;
Let each enraptured thought obey,
And praise the Almighty name;
Lo! heaven, and earth, and seas, and skies,
In one melodious concert rise,
To swell the inspiring theme.
2 Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode,
Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker, God;
Ye thunders, speak his power;
Lo! on the lightning's fiery wing
In triumph rides the eternal King
The astonished worlds adore.
3 Ye deeps, with roaring billows, rise
To join the thunders of the skies;
Praise him who bids you roll;
His praise in softer notes declare,
Each whispering breeze of yielding air,
And breathe it to the soul.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Begin, my soul, the exalted lay |
Author: | Ogilvie |
Meter: | C. P. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Topic: | General Praise; Call for Universal Praise |