Isaac Watts

Before Jehovah's awful throne

Before JEHOVAH's Awful Throne

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1. Before Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and He destroy.

2. His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed,
He brought us to His fold again.

3. We are His people, we His care,
Our souls, and all our mortal frame;
What lasting honours shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to Thy Name.

4. We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.

5. Wide as the world is Thy command,
Vast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

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Эта песня имеется в

The Methodist Hymn-Book, 1904

Hymn Number 003 "Before Jehovah’s Awful Throne".

Psalm 148:2

Title: Psalm 148:2 Paraphrased [Loud Hallelujahs To The Lord]
Author: Isaac Watts [More Titles by Watts]

Psalm 148:2. Paraphrased. L. M.
Universal praise to God.

Loud hallelujahs to the Lord,
From distant worlds where creatures dwell:
Let heaven begin the solemn word,
And sound it dreadful down to hell.

[Note. This psalm may be sung to the tune of the old 112th or
127th Psalm, if these two lines be added to every stanza, viz.]

Each of his works his Name displays,
But they can ne'er fulfil the praise.

[Otherwise it must be sung to the usual tunes of the Long Metre.]

The Lord! how absolute he reigns!
Let every angel bend the knee;
Sing of his love in heavenly strains,
And speak how fierce his terrors be.

High on a throne his glories dwell,
An awful throne of shining bliss:
Fly thro' the world, O sun, and tell
How dark thy beams compar'd to his.
Awake, ye tempests, and his fame
In sounds of dreadful praise declare;
And the sweet whisper of his Name
Fill every gentler breeze of air.

Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree
To join their praise with blazing fire;
Let the firm earth, and rolling sea,
In this eternal song conspire.

Ye flowery plains, proclaim his skill;
Vallies, lie low before his eye;
And let his praise from every hill
Rise tuneful to the neighbouring sky.

Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines,
Bend your high branches and adore:
Praise him, ye beasts, in different strains;
The lamb must bleat, the lion roar.

Birds, ye must make his praise your theme,
Nature demands a song from you;
While the dumb fish that cut the stream
Leap up, and mean his praises too.

Mortals, can you refrain your tongue,
When nature all around you sings?
O for a shout from old and young,
From humble swains, and lofty kings!

Wide as his vast dominion lies
Make the Creator's name be known;
Loud as his thunder shout his praise,
And sound it lofty as his throne.

Jehovah! 'tis a glorious word,
O may it dwell on every tongue!
But saints who best have known the Lord
Are bound to raise the noblest song.

Speak of the wonders of that love
Which Gabriel plays on every chord:
From all below and all above,
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord!

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1707 Now for a tune jf loftypraise

The Church Hymn Book:

With Tunes, for the Worship of God

1 Now for a tune jf loftypraise
To great Jehovah's cgual Son!
Awake, my voice! in heavenly lays,
Tell the loud wonders he hath done.

2 Sing - how he left the worlds of light,
And the bright robes he wore above, -
How swift and joyful was his flight,
On wings of everlasting love.

3 Deep in the shades of gloomy death,
Th'almighty Captive pris'nea lay:
Th'almighty Captive left the earth,
And rose to everlasting day.

4 Amongst a thousand harps and sons,
Jesus, the God, exalted reigns;
His sacred name fills all teir tongues,
Andechoes through the heavenly plains.
Isaac Watts, 1707
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Уильям, Уильям

Веди меня, О, Ты, великий Иегова,
Пилигрим через эту пустынную землю.
Я слаб, но Ты-могущественный;
Держите меня с Твоей могучей рукой.
Хлеб Небесный,
Накорми меня, пока я хочу, не больше;
(“Веди меня, О, ты, великий Иегова”)

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Before Jehovah's Awful Throne

Isaac Watts
lyrics

Before Jehovah's Awful Throne

1. Before Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
|: He can create, and He destroy. :|

2. His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed,
|: He brought us to His fold again. :|

3. We are His people, we His care,
Our souls, and all our mortal frame;
What lasting honours shall we rear,
|: Almighty Maker, to Thy Name. :|

4. We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
|: Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise :|

5. Wide as the world is Thy command,
Vast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand,
|: When rolling years shall cease to move. :|

Isaac Watts lyrics

The Lord Jehovah Reigns

The Lord Jehovah Reigns lyrics

The Lord Jehovah reigns,

His throne is built on high;

The garments he assumes

Are light and majesty:

His glories shine

With beams so bright,

No mortal eye

Can bear the sight.

2. The thunders of his hand

Keep the wide world in awe;

His wrath and justice stand

To guard his holy law:

And where his love

Resolves to bless,

His truth confirms

And seals the grace.

3. Through all his ancient works

Surprising wisdom shines,

Confounds the powers of hell,

And breaks their cursed designs:

Strong is his arm,

And shall fulfil

His great decrees,

His sovereign will.

4. And can this mighty King

Of glory condescend?

And will he write his name,

My Father and my Friend?

I love his name,

I love his word;

Join all my powers

And praise the Lord.

Isaac Watts lyrics

♫ 1829 Пред Иеговой ужасно трон

Before Jehovah's awful Throne

Author: Isaac Watts
Published in 839 hymnals

1 Before Jehovah's awful Throne,
Ye Nations, bow with sacred Joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and he destroy.

2 His sovereign Power without our aid,
Made us of clay, and form'd us Men;
And when like wand'ring
Sheep we stray'd,
He brought us to his Fold again.

3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful Songs,
High as the Heavens our Voices raise,
And Earth, with her Ten Thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy Courts with sounding praise.

4 Wide as the World is thy Command;
Vast as Eternity thy Love;
Firm as a Rock thy Truth must stand,
When rolling Years shall cease to move.

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1 Before Jehovah's awesome throne,
All nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and he destroy--
He can create, and he destroy.

2 His sovereign pow'r without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when like wand'ring sheep we strayed,
He brought us to his fold again--
He brought us to his fold again.

3 We are his people, we his care,
Our souls, and all our mortal frame:
What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to your Name?
Almighty Maker, to your Name?

4 We'll crowd your gates with thankful songs,
High as the heaven our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill your courts with sounding praise--
Shall fill your courts with sounding praise.

5 Wide as the world is your command,
Vast as eternity your love;
Firm as a rock your truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move--
When rolling years shall cease to move.

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Пред Иеговой ужасно трон

Автор: Исаак Уоттс
Опубликовано в 839 нотных сборниках

1 Перед Иеговы ужасно Трон,
Вы, народы, лук с " святая Радость";
Знаю, что Господь один есть Бог;
Он может создавать, и он уничтожить.

2 Своей суверенной Власти без нашей помощи,
Сделал нас из глины, и формой бы нам, Мужчинам;
И когда такие, как палочка в кольцо
Овец мы бродячих бы,
Он привез нас к себе снова Раза.

3 Мы будем толпа твоих с благодарственные Песни,
Высокий как Небо наши Голоса поднять,
И Земля, с ее Десять Тысяч языков,
Наполнит твои Суды с звучание похвалы.

4 Широким, как Мир, твоя Команда;
Огромный, как Вечность твоей Любви,
Твердая, как Скала Истину твою должны стоять,
При прокатке Лет, перестают двигаться.

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1 Перед Иеговы awesome трон,
Все народы, лук с " святая радость";
Знаю, что Господь один есть Бог;
Он может создавать, и он разрушают ...
Он может создавать, и он уничтожить.

2 Своей суверенной pow R, без нашей помощи,
Сделал нас из глины, и создал нас мужчинами;
И когда такие, как палочка в кольцо овец мы забрели,
Он привез нас в его стадо снова--
Он привез нас к себе снова раза.

3 Мы-его народ, мы его ухода,
Наши души, и все наше смертное тело:
Какое неизгладимое отличием нам сзади,
Всемогущий Создатель, ваше Имя?
Всемогущий Создатель, ваше Имя?

4 Мы будем толпы свои ворота с благодарственные песни,
Высокий, как небо наши голоса рейз;
И земля, с ее десять тысяч языков,
Наполнит ваши суды с звучание похвалу - ...
Наполнит ваши суды с звучание похвалы.

5 Широким, как мир, - это ваша команда,
Огромный, как вечность вашей любви;
Твердая, как скала ваша истина должна стоять,
При прокатке лет прекращают двигаться--
При прокатке лет, перестают двигаться.

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среда, 12 февраля 2014 г.

среда, 12 февраля 2014 г.