Hymn 100 — Holy, holy holy! Blessed God, we praise Thee;
| 100 | J. H. EAMES | 12.13.12.10. |
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Holy, holy holy! Blessed God, we praise Thee; From eternity Thou art, to Thee all glory be! O what strains adoring, from Thy saints outpouring! Worship and praise we render unto Thee. | |
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Holy, holy, holy! of Thine own we give Thee; Thou art evermore the Same, in power and majesty; Greatness all transcending, glory never ending, All, all is Thine, Thine only could it be. | |
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Holy, holy, holy! worshipping before Thee, Lifting holy hands on high, our place Thy sanctuary; Love in its own dwelling, every voice is telling Of glory known, yet wondrous mystery. | |
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Holy, holy, holy! hearts and voices blending; To eternity Thou art! a rev'rent note we raise. Hear the song unending from Thy sons ascending! Our glorious God, to Thee be all the praise! | |