Psalms 89:6-8

• [Psa 89:7] With Reverence Let The Saints Appear

  With reverence let the saints appear, And bow before the Lord; His high commands with reverence hear, And tremble at His Word. How terrible Thy glories be! How bright Thine armies shine! Where is the power that vies with Thee, Or truth compared to Thine? The northern pole and southern rest On Thy supporting hand; Darkness and day, from east to west, Move round at Thy command. Thy words the raging winds control, And rule the boisterous deep; Thou mak’st the sleeping billows roll, The rolling billows sleep. Heav’n, earth, and air, and sea, are Thine, And the dark world of hell; How did Thine arm in vengeance shine When Egypt durst [did] rebel! Justice and judgment are Thy throne, Yet wondrous is Thy grace; While truth and mercy, joined in one, Invite us near Thy face.

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• [Psa 89:8] Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God Of Hosts

  Holy, holy, holy Lord God of Hosts! When Heav’n and earth, Out of darkness, at Thy Word, Issued into glorious birth, All Thy works before Thee stood, And Thine eye beheld them good, While they sang with sweet accord, Holy, holy, holy, Lord! Holy, holy, holy! Thee One Jehovah evermore, Father, Son, and Spirit, we Dust and ashes, would adore; Lightly by the world esteemed, From that world by Thee redeemed, Sing we here with glad accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord! Holy, holy, holy! All Heaven’s triumphant choirs shall sing When the ransomed nations fall At the footstool of their King: Then shall saints and seraphim, Hearts and voices, swell one hymn, Round the throne with full accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord!

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  source: Cyberhymnal