Worship
F.J. Crosby
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.
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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.