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1 Praise to the Lord on high,
Who spreads his triumphs wide!
While Jesus' fragrant name
Is breathed on every side;
Balmy and rich the odors rise,
And fill the earth and reach the skies.
2 Ten thousand dying souls
Its influence feel, and live;
Sweeter than vital air
The incense they receive:
They breathe anew, and rise and sing--
Jesus, the Lord, their conquering King.
3 But they who scorn the grace
That brings salvation nigh,
And turn away their face,
Must faint, and fall, and die:
So sad a doom, ye saints, deplore;
For oh! they fall to rise no more.
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #338
First Line: | Praise to the Lord on high |
Title: | A Savor of Life or Death |
Author: | Philip Doddridge |
Meter: | 6.6.6.6.8.8 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |