Ye angels round the throne

Ye angels round the throne And saints that dwell below, Worship the Father, love the Son, And bless the Spirit too.

Hymn 3:37. Or thus:

Give to the Father praise, Give glory to the Son, And to the Spirit of his grace Be equal honour done.

Hymn 3:38. A song of praise to the blessed Trinity.

The 1st, as the 148th Psalm.

1 I give immortal praise To God the Father's love For all my comforts here, And better hopes above; He sent his own Eternal Son, To die for sins That man had done.

2 To God the Son belongs Immortal glory too, Who bought us with his blood From everlasting woe; And now he lives, And now he reigns, And sees the fruit Of all his pains.

3 To God the Spirit's Name Immortal worship give, Whose new-creating power Makes the dead sinner live: His work completes The great design And fills the soul With joy divine.

4 Almighty God, to thee Be endless honours done, The undivided Three, And the mysterious one: Where reason fails With all her powers, There faith prevails, And love adores.

Hymn 3:39. The 2d, as the 148th Psalm.

1 To Him that chose us first Before the world began, To Him that bore the curse To save rebellious man, To Him that form'd Our hearts anew, Is endless praise And glory due.

2 The Father's love shall run Thro' our immortal songs, We bring to God the Son Hosannas on our tongues: Our lips address The Spirit's Name With equal praise, And zeal the same.

3 Let every saint above And angel round the throne, For ever bless and love The sacred Three in One: Thus heaven shall raise His honours high When earth and time Grow old and die.

Hymn 3:40. The 3d, as the 148th Psalm.

To God the Father's throne Perpetual honours raise; Glory to God the Son, To God the Spirit praise: And while our lips Their tribute bring, Our faith adores The name we sing.

Hymn 3:41. Or thus:

To our eternal God, The Father and the Son, And Spirit all divine, Three mysteries in one, Salvation, power, And praise be given By all on earth And all in heaven.