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6 Alleluia, Lord, to Thee,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost;
Join us with the heavenly host,
Bisbop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862
86 DUNDEE C. M.
The Scottish Psalter, 1615
(See also ST. ANNE, No. 117) 2 To Thee all angels cry aloud; 4 The apostles' glorious company, To Thee the powers on high,
And prophets crowned with light, Both cherubim and seraphim, With all the martyrs' noble host, Continually do cry:
Thy constant praise recite. 3 O Holy, Holy, Holy Lord,
5 The holy Church throughout the world, Whom heavenly hosts obey,
O Lord, confesses Thee,
Of boundless majesty;
And Holy Ghost, the Spring
Of glory Thou art King.
2 Heaven is still with glory ringing, 3 “Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth takes up the angels' cry,
Earth is with its fulness stored; “Holy, Holy, Holy,” singing,
Unto Thee be glory given, “Lord of hosts, the Lord Most High.” Holy, Holy, Hcly Lord!” With His seraph train before Him, Thus Thy glorious Name confessing, With His holy Church below,
We adopt Thine angels' cry, Thus conspire we to adore Him, “Holy, Holy, Holy," blessing Bid we thus our anthem flow:
Thee, the Lord of hosts Most High.
Bishop Richard Mant, 1837
2 Holy, Holy, Holy! Thee,
3 “Holy, Holy, Holy," all One Jehovah evermore,
Heaven's triumphant choirs shall sing, Father, Son, and Spirit, we,
When the ransomed nations fall Dust and ashes, would adore;
At the footstool of their King: Lightly by the world esteemed, Then shall saints and seraphim, From that world by Thee redeemed, Hearts and voices, swell one hymr., Sing we here with glad accord,
Round the throne with full accord, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!”
"Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!”
James Montgomery, 1832 The following Ilymns are also suitable: 35 Day is dying in the west.
402 Thou, whose almighty word. 69 Father of heaven, whose love profound.
535 Lead us, Heavenly Father. 61 Come, Thou Almighty King.
669 Searcher of hearts, from mine erase.
89 SCHUBERT 184.108.40.206.D.
Arr. from Schubert by William W. Gilchrist, 1895
Copyright, 1895. by The Trustees of The Presbyterian Board of Publication and Sabbath-School work
(See also AURELIA, No. 304) 2 Our years are like the shadows On us Thy mercy lighten, On sunny hills that lie,
On us Thy goodness rest,
And let Thy Spirit brighten
The hearts Thyself hast blessed. A sleep, a dream, a story
By strangers quickly told, 4 Lord, crown our faith's endeavor An unremaining glory
With beauty and with grace,
Till, clothed in light for ever,
We see Thee face to face: 3 0 Thou who canst not slumber, A joy no language measures;
Whose light grows never pale, A fountain brimming o'er;
An endless flow of pleasures;
An ocean without shore.
Bishop Edward H. Bickersteth, 1860