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John Wesley (1703-1791)

YOU, who dwell above the skies, Free from human miseries; You, whom highest...

John Wesley (1703-1791)
Verse 1
YOU, who dwell above the skies, Free from human miseries; You, whom highest heaven embowers, Praise the Lord with all your powers.
Verse 2
Angels, your clear voices raise; Him ye heavenly armies praise; Sun, and moon with borrowed light, All ye sparkling eyes of night.
Verse 3
Waters hanging in the air, Heaven of heavens, his praise declare; His deserved praise record; His, who made you by his word.
Verse 4
Let the earth his praise resound; Monstrous whales, and seas profound; Vapours, lightning, hail, and snow, Storms which, when he bids you, blow.
Verse 5
Flowery hills, and mountains high; Cedars, neighbours to the sky; Trees and cattle, creeping things; All that cut the air with wings:
Verse 6
You, who awful sceptres sway, You, accustomed to obey, Princes, judges of the earth, All of high and humble birth:
Verse 7
Youths and virgins, flourishing In the beauty of your spring; You, who were but born of late, You, who bow with age's weight:
Verse 8
Praise his name with one consent: O how great! how excellent! Than the earth profounder far; Higher than the highest star.
Verse 9
He will his to glory raise; You, his saints, resound his praise: You, his sons, his chosen race, Bless his love and sovereign grace.

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