Worship

F.J. Crosby

P.M.

HOLY, holy, holy is the Lord!

Sing, O ye people, gladly adore Him;

Let the mountains tremble at His word,

Let the hills be joyful before Him;

Mighty in wisdom, boundless in mercy,

Great is Jehovah, King over all.

Holy, holy, holy is the Lord!

Let the hills be joyful before Him.

2

Praise Him, praise Him, shout aloud for joy,

Watchman of Zion, herald the story;

Sin and death His kingdom shall destroy;

All the earth shall sing of His glory;

Praise Him, ye angels, ye who behold Him

Robed in His splendor, matchless, divine.

3

King eternal, blessed be His name!

So may His children gladly adore Him;

When in heav’n we join the happy strain,

When we cast our bright crowns before Him;

There in His likeness joyful awaking,

There we shall see Him, there we shall sing.