Hymnal: Harmonia Americana #53 (1791) Lyrics: All glorious God, what hymns of praise
Shall our transported voices raise;
What flaming love, and zeal is due,
While heav'n stands open to our view.
What flaming love and zeal is due,
While heav'n stands open to our view.
Once we were fall'n, and O! how low,
Just on the brink of endless woe;
Doom'd to the heritage of hell,
Where sinners in deep darkness dwell.
But lo, a cheerful ray of light
Scatters the horrid shades of night;
Lo, what triumphant grace is shown
To souls impov'rish'd and undone.
Far, far beyond these mortal shores
A bright inheritance is ours,
Where saints in light our coming wait,
To share their holy blissful state.
Where saints in light our coming wait,
To share their holy blissful state.
If, ready drest for heav'n we shine,
Thine are the robes, the crown is thine;
May endless years their course prolong,
While thine the praise be all our song.
May endless years their course prolong,
While thine the praise be all our song. Languages: English Tune Title: TUNIS
All glorious God, what hymns of praise