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Almighty Ruler of the skies,
Thro¬í the wide earth Thy Name is spread;
And Thine eternal glories rise
O¬íer all the heav¬íns Thy hands have made.
To Thee the voices of the young
A monument of honor raise;
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of Thy praise.
Thy power assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground,
To still the bold blasphemer¬ís rage,
And all their policies confound.
Children amidst Thy temple throng
To see their great Redeemer¬ís face;
The Son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.
The frowning scribes and angry priests
In vain their impious cavils bring;
Revenge sits silent in their hearts;
While Jewish babes proclaim their King.