The God of Abraham praise,
Who reigns enthroned above;
Ancient of everlasting days,
And God of Love;
Jehovah, great I AM!
By earth and heav'n confessed;
I bow and bless the sacred Name
Forever blessed.
The God of Abraham praise,
At whose supreme command
From earth I rise and seek the joys
At His right hand;
I all on earth forsake,
Its wisdom, fame and power;
And Him my only Portion make,
My Shield and Tower.
The God of Abraham praise,
Whose all sufficient grace
Shall guide me all my happy days
In all my ways.
He calls a worm His friend,
He calls Himself my God!
He shall save me to the end,
Thro' Jesus blood.
He by Himself has sworn;
I on His oath depend,
I shall, on eagle wings upbourne,
To Heav'n ascend.
I shall behold His face;
I shall His power adore,
And sing the wonders of His grace
For evermore.
Tho' nature's strength decay,
And earth and hell withstand,
To Canaan's bounds I urge my way,
At His command
The watery deep I pass,
With Jesus in my view;
And thro' the howling wilderness
My way pursue.
The goodly land I see,
With peace and plenty bless'd;
A land of sacred liberty,
And endless rest.
There milk and honey flow,
And oil and wine abound,
And trees of life forever grow
With mercy crowned.
There dwells the Lord our King,
The Lord ofb Righteousness,
Triumphant o'er the world and sin,
The Prince of Peace;
On Sion's sacred height
His kingdom still maintains,
And glorious with His saints in light
For ever reigns.
He keeps His own secure,
He guards them by His side,
Arrays in garments white and pure
His spotless bride:
With streams of sacred bliss,
With groves of living joys -
With all the fruits of Paradise,
He still supplies.
Before the great Three-One
They all exulting stand;
And tell the wonders He hath done,
Through all their land:
The list'ning spheres attend,
And swell the growing fame;
And sing, in songs which never end,
The wondrous Name.
The God Who reigns on high
The great archangels sing,
And 'Holy, holy, holy!' cry,
'Almighty King!
Who was and is the same,
And evermore shall be:
Jehovah - Father - great I AM
We worship Thee!'
Before the Saviour's face
The ransomed nations bow;
O'erwhelmed at His almighty grace,
Forever new:
He shows His prints of love -
They kindle to a flame!
And sound thro' all the worlds above
The slaughtered Lamb.
The whole triumphant host
Give thanks to God on high;
'Hail, Father, Son and Holy Ghost,'
They ever cry.
Hail, Abraham's God, and mine!
(I join the heav'nly lays,)
All might and majesty are Thine,
And endless praise.
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