Praise Ye the Lord! Immortal Choir

Praise ye the Lord! im­mor­tal choir

In heav­en­ly heights ab­ove

With harp and voice and souls of fire

Burning with per­fect love.

Shine to His glo­ry

worlds of light!

Ye mill­ion suns of space

Fair moons and glit­ter­ing stars of night

Running your mys­tic race!

Ye gor­geous clouds

that deck the sky

With crys­tal

crim­son

gold

And rain­bow arch­es raised on high

The Light of light un­fold!

Lift to Je­ho­vah

win­try main

Your grand white hands in pray­er;

Still sum­mer seas

in du­lcet strain

Murmur ho­san­nas there!

Do hom­age

breezy ocean floor

With ma­ny-twink­ling sign;

Majestic calms

be hushed be­fore

The ho­li­ness di­vine.

Storm

light­ning

thun­der

hail and snow

Wild winds that keep His word

With the old mount­ains far be­low

Unite to bless the Lord.

His name

ye for­ests

wave along;

Whisper it

ev­ery flow­er;

Birds

beasts

and in­sects

swell the song

That tells His love and pow­er.

Around the wide world let it roll

Whilst man shall lead it on;

Join ev­ery ran­somed hu­man soul

In glo­ri­ous uni­son!

Come

ag­èd man! come

lit­tle child!

Youth

maid­en

pea­sant

king

To God in Je­sus re­con­ciled

Your hal­le­lu­jahs bring!

The all cre­at­ing De­ity

Maker of earth and Heav’n!

The great re­deem­ing Ma­jes­ty

To Him the praise be giv’n!