Endless Praise.
Dechreu canu, dechreu canmol

8,7,8,7,4,7

But begun will be the singing

Unto Jesus round His throne,

By the saved when tardy ages

With their songs and joys are flown:

And for ever,

Shall the golden harps resound.

There shall I rehearse the story,

How a weakling faint and worn,

Was o'er rocks and through deep waters,

To eternal glory borne:

Jesus wholly,

Shall absorb the songs of heaven,

lvi the saved
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