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HARVEY'S CHANT C.M. |
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ADORATION AND PRAISE |
With reverence let the saints appear,
And bow before the Lord; His high commands with reverence hear, And tremble at His word.
How terrible Thy glories be!
How bright Thy armies shine! Where is the power that vies with Thee, Or truth compared with Thine?
Sing all ye ransomed of the Lord,
Your great Deliverer sing; Ye pilgrims now for Zion bound, Be joyful in your King.
O Jesus, Lord of earth and heaven,
Our life and joy, to Thee Be honor, thanks, and blessing given Through all eternity.
With reverence let the saints appear, |
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Isaac Watts (1674-1748) | William B. Bradbury (1816-1868) |