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 | The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley |  |
HYMN XVII.
[God is goodness, wisdom, power]
God is goodness, wisdom, power;
Love Him, praise Him, evermore;
Let us strive, and never cease,
Him in everything to please.
Love Him, praise Him, evermore;
Let us strive, and never cease,
Him in everything to please.
Born for this intent we are
Our Creator to declare,
God to love, and serve, and praise,
God to honour all our days.
Our Creator to declare,
God to love, and serve, and praise,
God to honour all our days.
Lift we then our hearts to God,
Like the church above employ'd;
Day and night the angels sing
Praises to their heavenly King.
Like the church above employ'd;
Day and night the angels sing
Praises to their heavenly King.
Him that sitteth on the throne,
Him that died for man to' atone,
God, and the triumphant Lamb,
They eternally proclaim.
Him that died for man to' atone,
God, and the triumphant Lamb,
They eternally proclaim.
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Let us then to God aspire,
Rivals of the heavenly choir;
Cherubim our faces wear,
Let us their enjoyments share.
Rivals of the heavenly choir;
Cherubim our faces wear,
Let us their enjoyments share.
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
Live by heaven and earth adored;
Fill'd with Thee, let all things cry,
Glory be to God most high!
Live by heaven and earth adored;
Fill'd with Thee, let all things cry,
Glory be to God most high!
| The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | |