The Praise of God.

The Praise of God.

“Speak, lips of mine!And tell abroadThe praises of my God.Speak, stammering tongue!In gladdest tone,Make His high praises known.“Speak, sea and earth!Heaven’s utmost star,Speak from your realms afar!Take up the note,And send it roundCreation’s farthest bound.“Speak, heaven of heavens!Wherein our GodHas made His bright abode.Speak, angels, speak!In songs proclaimHis everlasting name.“Speak, son of dust!Thy flesh He tookAnd heaven for thee forsook.Speak, child of death!Thy death He died,Bless thou the Crucified.”—Dr. Bonar.

“Speak, lips of mine!And tell abroadThe praises of my God.Speak, stammering tongue!In gladdest tone,Make His high praises known.“Speak, sea and earth!Heaven’s utmost star,Speak from your realms afar!Take up the note,And send it roundCreation’s farthest bound.“Speak, heaven of heavens!Wherein our GodHas made His bright abode.Speak, angels, speak!In songs proclaimHis everlasting name.“Speak, son of dust!Thy flesh He tookAnd heaven for thee forsook.Speak, child of death!Thy death He died,Bless thou the Crucified.”—Dr. Bonar.

“Speak, lips of mine!And tell abroadThe praises of my God.Speak, stammering tongue!In gladdest tone,Make His high praises known.

“Speak, lips of mine!

And tell abroad

The praises of my God.

Speak, stammering tongue!

In gladdest tone,

Make His high praises known.

“Speak, sea and earth!Heaven’s utmost star,Speak from your realms afar!Take up the note,And send it roundCreation’s farthest bound.

“Speak, sea and earth!

Heaven’s utmost star,

Speak from your realms afar!

Take up the note,

And send it round

Creation’s farthest bound.

“Speak, heaven of heavens!Wherein our GodHas made His bright abode.Speak, angels, speak!In songs proclaimHis everlasting name.

“Speak, heaven of heavens!

Wherein our God

Has made His bright abode.

Speak, angels, speak!

In songs proclaim

His everlasting name.

“Speak, son of dust!Thy flesh He tookAnd heaven for thee forsook.Speak, child of death!Thy death He died,Bless thou the Crucified.”

“Speak, son of dust!

Thy flesh He took

And heaven for thee forsook.

Speak, child of death!

Thy death He died,

Bless thou the Crucified.”

—Dr. Bonar.

—Dr. Bonar.


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