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Glory To God That Walks The Sky

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #8048 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Glory to God that walks the sky, And sends His blessings through; That tells His saints of joys on high, And gives a taste below. 2 Glory to God that stoops His throne That dust and worms may see’t, And brings a glimpse of glory down Around His sacred feet. 3 When Christ, with all His graces crowned, Sheds His kind beams abroad, ’Tis a young Heav’n on earthly ground, And glory in the bud. 4 A blooming paradise of joy In this wild desert springs; And every sense I straight employ On sweet celestial things. 5 White lilies all around appear, And each His glory shows: The Rose of Sharon blossoms here, The fairest flower that blows. 6 Cheerful I feast on heav’nly fruit, And drink the pleasures down; Pleasures that flow hard by the foot Of the eternal throne. 7 But ah! how soon my joys decay! How soon my sins arise, And snatch the heav’nly scene away From these lamenting eyes! 8 When shall the time, dear Jesus, when The shining day appear, That I shall leave these clouds of sin, And guilt and darkness here? 9 Up to the fields above the skies My hasty feet would go; There everlasting flowers arise And joys unwithering grow. Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE'S CONSECRATION

Glory to God that walks the Sky

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.LIX (1766) Lyrics: 1 Glory to God that walks the Sky, And sends his Blessings through; That tells his Saints of Joys on high, And gives a Taste below. [2 Glory to God, that stoops his Throne, That Dust and Worms may see't, And brings a Glimpse of Glory down Around his sacred Feet. 3 When Christ, with all his Graces crown'd, Sheds his kind Beams abroad, 'Tis a young Heav'n on earthly Ground, And Glory in the Bud. 4 A blooming Paradise of Joy In this wild Desart springs; And ev'ry Sense I strait employ On sweet celestial Things. 5 White Lilies all around appear, And each his Glory shews; The Rose of Sharon blossoms here, The fairest Flow'r that blows. 6 Chearful I feast on heav'nly fruit, And drink the Pleasures down, Pleasures that flow hard by the Foot Of the Eternal Throne.] 7 But ah! how soon my Joys decay, How soon my Sins arise, And snatch the heav'nly Scene away From these lamenting Eyes! 8 When shall the Time, dear Jesus, when The shining Day appear, That I shall leave those Clouds of Sin, And Guilt and Darkness here? 9 Up to the Fields above the Skies My hasty Feet would go, There, everlasting Flow'rs arise, And Joys unwith'ring grow. Topics: Heavenly Joy on Earth; Paradise on Earth; Pleasure of Religion Languages: English