Hymn 267 — Glory, honour, adoration,
| 267 | W. R. MASON | 8.7.8.7.8.7.8.7. |
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Glory, honour, adoration, To Thee, Lord, for ever be! Firstfruits of Thy vast creation Now with joy we worship Thee. Lord of hosts, Thou King of glory, Mighty Victor, death o'erthrown, Holy myriads bow before Thee; Soon Thy greatness all shall own. | |
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In Thee dwells all Godhead fulness, Thou the Unseen hast declared; On the right hand of the Greatness Thy high seat by none is shared. By Thy worshippers surrounded Thou dost find e'en now Thy place Of pre-eminence unbounded, Honoured by a heav'nly race. | |