Text: | Dominus regnavit |
Author: | J. H. |
1 The Lord doth raigne, although at it
the people rage full sore:
Yea he on Cherubins doth sit,
though all the world do roare.
2 The Lord that doth in Sion dwell,
is high and wondrous great:
Above all folk he doth excell,
and he aloft is set.
3 Let all men praise thy mighty Name,
for it is fearefull sure:
And let them magnifie the same,
that holy is and pure.
4 The princely power of our King
doth love judgement and right:
Thou rightly rulest every thing
in Jacob through thy might.
5 To praise the Lord our God devise,
all honour to him do:
Before his footstoole worship him,
for he is holy too.
6 Moses, Aaron, and Samuel,
as Priests on him did call:
When they did pray he heard them well
and gave them answer all.
7 Within the cloud to them he spake,
then did they labour still,
To keep such laws as he did make,
and pointed them untill.
8 O Lord our God, thou didst them heare,
and answeredst them againe:
Thy mercy did on them appeare,
their deeds didst not maintaine.
9 O laud an dpraise our God and Lord
within his holy hill:
For why, our God throughouth the world,
is holy ever still.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | The Lord doth raigne, although at it |
Title: | Dominus regnavit |
Author: | J. H. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1640 |
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Notes: | Sing this as Psalm 77 |