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“IT IS VERY MEET, RIGHT, AND OUR BOUNDEN DUTY,
THAT WE SHOULD AT ALL TIMES, AND IN ALL PLACES, GIVE THANKS UNTO THEE, O LORD, HOLY FATHER, ALMIGHTY, EVERLASTING GOD.”
Meet and right it is to sing
Glory to our God and King;
Meet in every time and place,
Right to show forth all Thy praise.
Glory to our God and King;
Meet in every time and place,
Right to show forth all Thy praise.
Sing we now in duty bound,
Echo the triumphant sound,
Publish it through earth abroad,
Praise the everlasting God.
Echo the triumphant sound,
Publish it through earth abroad,
Praise the everlasting God.
Praises here to Thee we give,
Here our open thanks receive,
Holy Father, Sovereign Lord,
Always, everywhere adored.
Here our open thanks receive,
Holy Father, Sovereign Lord,
Always, everywhere adored.
Sons of Belial, hear the cry,
Loud as ye our God defy:
You can glory in your shame;
Shall not we our God proclaim?
Loud as ye our God defy:
You can glory in your shame;
Shall not we our God proclaim?
You can brave the' eternal laws,
Zealous in your master's cause:
Jesu! shall Thy servants be
Less resolved and bold for Thee?
Zealous in your master's cause:
Jesu! shall Thy servants be
Less resolved and bold for Thee?
No, though men and fiends exclaim,
Sing we still in Jesu's name;
Jesus will we ever bless,
Thee before Thy foes confess.
Sing we still in Jesu's name;
Jesus will we ever bless,
Thee before Thy foes confess.
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Silent have we been too long,
Awed by earth's rebellious throng;
Should we still to sing deny,
Lord, the very stones would cry
Awed by earth's rebellious throng;
Should we still to sing deny,
Lord, the very stones would cry
Hallelujah!
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