Know that the Lord is God

a - lone, He can

cre - ate, and He de-stroy.

A - men,

1 BEFORE Jehovah's

awful throne,

Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone,

He can create, and He destroy.

2 His sovereign power, without our aid,

Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed,

He brought us to His fold again.

3 We are His people, we His care,

Our souls, and all our mortal frame;
What lasting honors shall we rear,

Almighty Maker, to Thy name?

4 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,

High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,

Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.

5 Wide as the world is Thy command,

Vast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

Isaac Watts, 1706, 1719: v. 1, lines 1, 2, alt. John Wesley 1738

my spir - it

longs and faints

jon itit

For the brightness of Thy face,

*For Thy ful - ness, God of grace.

A- men.

3 Happy souls! their praises flow

Even in this vale of woe;
Waters in the desert rise,
Manna feeds them from the skies:
On they go from strength to strength,
Till they reach Thy throne at length;
At Thy feet adoring fall,
Who hast led them safe through all.

1 PLEASANT are Thy courts above,

In the land of light and love;
Pleasant are Thy courts below,
In this land of sin and woe.
O my spirit longs and faints
For the converse of Thy saints,
For the brightness of Thy face,

For Thy fulness, God of grace. 2 Happy birds that sing and fly

Round Thy altars, O Most High !
Happier souls that find a rest
In a heavenly Father's breast !
Like the wandering dove, that found
No repose on earth around,
They can to their ark repair
And enjoy it ever there.

4 Lord, be mine this prize to win;

Guide me through a world of sin;
Keep me by Thy saving grace;
Give me at Thy side a place.
Sun and Shield alike Thou art;
Guide and guard my erring heart:
Grace and glory flow from Thee;
Shower, O shower them, Lord, on me.

Henry F. Lyte, 1834

us,

COME

For a slightly different arrangement of this tune, see No. 88
1 IE, Thou almighty King,

Help us Thy name to sing,
Help us to praise:
Father, all-glorious,
O'er all victorious,
Come, and reign over us,

Ancient of days.
2 Come, Thou incarnate Word,
Gird on Thy mighty sword,

Our prayer attend:
Come, and Thy people bless,
And give Thy word success;
Spirit of holiness,

On us descend.
3 Come, holy Comforter,
Thy sacred witness bear

In this glad hour:
Thou who almighty art,
Now rule in every heart,
And ne'er from us depart,

Spirit of power.

Anon. c. 1757

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2.

1
HOSANNA
OSANNA to the living Lord! 3 O Saviour, with protecting care,

Hosanna to the incarnate Word! Return to this Thy house of prayer;
To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King,

Assembled in Thy sacred name,
Let earth, let heaven, Hosanna sing! Where we Thy parting promise claim:

Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest! 2 Hosanna, Lord! Thine angels cry; 4 But, chiefest, in our cleanséd breast, Hosanna, Lord! Thy saints reply;

Eternal, bid Thy Spirit rest, Above, beneath us, and around,

And make our secret soul to be The dead and living swell the sound: A temple pure, and worthy Thee: Hosanna, Lord! Ilosanna in the highest! Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest!

5 So, in the last and dreadful day,

When earth and heaven shall melt away,
Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain,
Shall swell the sound of praise again:
Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest!

Reginald Heber, 1811 (Text of 1827)