The God of Abraham praise - Traditional

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"Traditional Hebrew melody, words based on the Hebrew ''Yigdal''. Other versions can be found Freehold (Nehemiah Shumway) and Praise to the living God! (Traditional)."

◈ Genre / Form → Hymnen

♯ Tonart E minor

⁄ Taktart 4/4

♬ Besetzung → SATB

◆ Difficulty

Unterstufe

↕ Tonumfang E – d''

¶ Sprache → Englisch

Takte 40

Textur mixed texture

Stimmen 3

Instrumente A cappella or keyboard

Seiten 2

CPDL Nr. 63365

Bearbeiter Andrew Sims

Veröffentlicht 2021-03-07

Lizenz CPDL-Lizenz

♫Tonumfänge

Midi_74

E – b

Schlagwörter

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The God of Abraham praise who reigns enthroned above, Ancient of everlasting Days, and God of love: Jehovah, great I AM, by earth and heaven confest; we bow and bless the sacred name for ever blest. The God of Abraham praise, at whose supreme command from earth we rise, and seek the joys at his right hand: we all on earth forsake its wisdom, fame, and power; and him our only portion make, our shield and tower. Though nature’s strength decay, and earth and hell withstand, to Canaan’s bounds we urge our way at his command: the watery deep we pass, with Jesus in our view; and through the howling wilderness our way pursue. The goodly land we see, with peace and plenty blest: a land of sacred liberty and endless rest; there milk and honey flow, and oil and wine abound, and trees of life for ever grow, with mercy crowned. There dwells the Lord our King, the Lord our Righteousness, triumphant o’er the world of sin, the Prince of peace: on Sion’s sacred height his kingdom he maintains, and glorious with his saints in light for ever reigns. He keeps his own secure, he guards them by his side, arrays in garment white and pure his spotless Bride: with streams of sacred bliss, beneath serener skies, with all the fruits of Paradise, he still supplies. Before the great Three-One they all exulting stand, and tell the wonders he hath done through all their land: the listening spheres attend, and swell the growing fame, and sing in songs which never end the wondrous name. The God who reigns on high the great archangels sing, and ‘Holy, Holy, Holy,’ cry, ‘almighty King, who was, and is the same, and evermore shall be: Jehovah, Father, great I AM, we worship thee.’ Before the Saviour’s face the ransomed nations bow, o’erwhelmed at his almighty grace for ever new; he shows his prints of love – they kindle to a flame, and sound through all the worlds above the slaughtered Lamb. The whole triumphant host give thanks to God on high; hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, they ever cr