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By all the hosts of heaven,
To Father, Son, and Spirit bless'd,
As was through ages heretofore,
By all on earth and all in heaven
To God the Father, God the Son,
Ere time had yet its course begun : As was, and is, be highest praise, As still shall be through endless days.
TOLY Father, holy Son,
Holy Spirit, Three in One!
Praise the Name of God most high,
Praise the Father, earth and heaven, Praise the Son, the Spirit praise,
As it was, and is, be given
Glory through eternal days.
To the Father, throned in heaven,
Still is Worshipp'd, still shall be.
Great Jehovah! we adore thee,
To Jehovah, Three in One.
BY angels in heaven
Of every degree,
All praise be address'd;
All praise to the Father, the Son,
All praise to the Father, all praise to the Son,
O Father Almighty, to thee be address'd,
All glory and praise to the Father be given,,
For Hymns 145 and 185.
TO the Father, to the Son,
When used to Hymn 185, in line 6, read,
COME, let us adore Him; come, bow at his feet;
And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies.
Whenever the Hymns are used at the celebration of Divine Service, a certain portion or portions of the Psalms of David in metre shall also be sung.
TABLE OF FIRST LINES,
Showing where to find each Hymn by the beginning.
As, when the weary traveller gains
A charge to keep I have
Ah, how shall fallen man
Alas, what hourly dangers rise
All-glorious God, what hymns of praise
Almighty Lord, before thy throne.
And are we now brought near to God
As o'er the past my memory strays
As the sweet flower that scents the morn
Before Jehovah's awful throne.
Be still, my heart, these anxious cares
Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth
Blest is the man whose softening heart.
Behold the Saviour of mankind
Faith is the Christian's evidence
Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone
Glory to thee, my God, this night
God moves in a mysterious way
"Go, preach my Gospel," saith the Lord.
Great first of beings! mighty Lord
Great God, this sacred day of thine
Great God, with wonder and with praise
Hail! thou long-expected Jesus.
Hail to the Lord's Anointed
How beauteous are their feet
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord
How long shall earth's alluring toys
How helpless guilty nature lies
How oft, alas! this wretched heart
How short the race our friend has run
How wondrous and great