H. Bonar
PRAISE, praise ye the name of Jehovah, our God;
Declare, oh, declare ye His glories abroad;
Proclaim ye His mercy, from nation to nation,
Till the uttermost islands have heard His salvation.
For His love floweth on, free and full as a river;
And His mercy endureth forever and ever.
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Praise, praise ye the Lamb, who for sinners was slain;
Who went down to the grave, and ascended again;
And who soon shall return, when these dark days are o’er,
To set up His kingdom, in glory and power.
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Then the heavens and the earth, and the sea shall rejoice;
The field and the forest shall lift their glad voice;
The sands of the desert shall flourish in green,
And Lebanon’s glory be shed o’er the scene.
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Her bridal attire, and her festal array,
All nature shall wear on the glorious day;
For her King cometh down, with His people to reign,
And His presence shall bless her with Eden again.