Hal-le-lu-jah! Raise, O raise
To our God the song of praise;
All His ser-vants join to sing
God our Sav-ior and our King.
Bless-ed be for-ev-er-more
That dread name which we a-dore:
Round the world His praise be sung
Through all lands, in ev-ery tongue.
O'er all na-tions God a-lone,
High-er than the heavens His throne;
Who is like to God Most High,
In-fi-nite in maj-es-ty!
Yet to view the heavens He bends;
Yea, to earth He con-de-scends;
Pass-ing by the rich and great,
For the low and des-o-late.
He can raise the poor to stand
With the princ-es of the land;
Wealth up-on the need-y shower:
Set with Him the high in power.
He the bro-ken spi-rit cheers:
Turns to joy the mourn-er's tears;
Such the won-ders of His ways;
Praise His name, for-ev-er praise!
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