Praise To God

O mortal men, Thy God behold,
The True and Holy One;
The joy of both, the young and old,
Of daughter and of son.

From ages past, His Word has been,
On earth, the final say;
The he'ens too accept His reign,
And hasten to obey.

O God, our thankful praise we bring,
And lift our voice anew;
Thy glories now we shout and sing,
And give Thee worship due.

Praise, O praise, the Lord of Hosts,
Almighty is His Name;
In Him alone our lips now boast,
No other God we claim.

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