1 Praise, joyful praise, Holy Father, to Thee!
Anthems are swelling, like waves of the sea,
Songs of redemption, of gladness and love,
Blend with the chorus resounding above;
Hosts of the ransomed, in garments of white,
Singing “salvation and glory and might;”
Pilgrims below sing as they go,
“Father, from Thee all our mercies flow.”
Chorus:
Joyful praises, joyful praises,
Angel bands are singing;
Joyful praises, joyful praises,
We Thy children bringing;
Joyful praises, joyful praises,
Hearts and voices ringing,
Joyful praises, joyful praises,
Lord, we give to Thee.
2 Each day is telling thy goodness anew;
Each star that sparkles on midnight’s dark blue
Echoes the story of guidance and care,
Calls us to thankfulness moves us to pray’r;
Thy wondrous bounty provides for our need,
Thy hand so gentle Thy people will lead;
Pilgrims below sing as they go,
“Father, from Thee all our mercies flow.” [Chorus]
Source: Melodies of Salvation: a collection of psalms, hymns and spiritual songs #235