Th' Almighty Reigns Exalted High O'er all the Earth, O'er all the Sky, Tho' Clouds and Darkness Veil his Feet, his Dwelling is the Mercy-Seat. |
2 O ye that love his holy Name, Hate every work of sin and shame; He guards the souls of all his friends, And from the snares of hell defends. 3 Immortal light and joys unknown
Are for the saints in darkness sown;
Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise,
And the bright harvest bless our eyes. 4 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record
The sacred honours of the Lord;
None but the soul that feels his grace
Can triumph in his holiness.
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