English poem
Hymn XLIII. Thanksgiving
by Anonymous
Meet and right it is to sing, Glory to our God and King: Meet in ev'ry Time and Place, To rehearse his solemn Praise.
Join, ye Saints, the Song around, Angels help the chearful Sound: Publish thro' the World abroad, Glory to th' eternal God.
Praises here to Thee we give, Gracious Thou our Thanks receive: Holy Father Sov'reign Lord, Ev'ry where be Thou ador'd!
Thro' th' injurious World exclaim, Sing we still in Jesu's Name, Saviour, Thee we ever bless, Thee our Lord and God confess.
More by Anonymous
- HYMN XL. Christians rejoicing in Hope and Glory of God
- HYMN XLI. The Trial of Faith
- HYMN XLII. Christ worthy of all Praise
- Hymn XLIII. Long Metre. The Presence of God mortifying us to the World
- HYMN XLIX. A New-Year's Hymn
- Hymn XLIX. Common Metre. The happy End of the Christian Course
- HYMN XLVI. A brief Description of the Children of GOD, in a DIALOGUE
- Hymn XLVI. Long Metre. Weary Souls invited to Rest