LYRICS
| Meter: | 7 8 7 8 7 7
| | Writer(s): | Ignace Franz & Hugh T. Henry
| | Transl/Adapt: | Clarence Alphonsus Walworth & Francis Bland Tucker
| | Dates: | 1774,1858
| | Bible Refs: | Ps 103:3
| American Catholic Hymnbook
| 1992
| 209
| Australian Hymn Book/With One Voice
| 1977
| 86
| Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary
| 1996
| 43
| Hymnal - A Worship Book
| 1992
| 121
| Hymns for Worship and Celebration
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| 12
| The Hymnal 1940
| 1940
| 273
| The Hymnal 1982
| 1982
| 366
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MUSIC
Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary
| 43
| No key
| Hymns for Worship and Celebration
| 12
| F
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Alternate Tunes
| TE DEUM | 7 8 7 8 7 7 | Katholisches Gesangbuch | | CHERUBIM | 7 8 7 8 7 7 | George Fitz-Curwood Le Jeune |
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| 1. Holy God, we praise Thy Name;
Lord of all, we bow before Thee!
All on earth Thy scepter claim,
All in heaven above adore Thee;
Infinite Thy vast domain,
Everlasting is Thy reign.
2. Hark! the loud celestial hymn
Angel choirs above are raising,
Cherubim and seraphim,
In unceasing chorus praising;
Fill the heavens with sweet accord:
Holy, holy, holy, Lord.
3. Lo! the apostolic train
Join the sacred Name to hallow;
Prophets swell the loud refrain,
And the white robed martyrs follow;
And from morn to set of sun,
Through the Church the song goes on.
4. Holy Father, Holy Son,
Holy Spirit, Three we name Thee;
Though in essence only One,
Undivided God we claim Thee;
And adoring bend the knee,
While we own the mystery.
5. Christ, thou art
our glorious King,
Son of God enthroned in splendor;
but deliverance to bring
thou all honors didst surrender,
and wast of a virgin born
humbly on that blessed morn.
6. Thou didst take
the sting from death,
Son of God, as Savior given;
on the cross thy dying breath
opened wide the realm of heaven.
In the glory of that land
thou are set at God’s right hand.
7. As our judge thou wilt appear.
Savior, who hast died to win us.
Help thy servants, drawing near.
Lord, renew our hearts within us.
Grant that with thy saints we may
dwell in everlasting day.
8. Thou art King of glory, Christ:
Son of God, yet born of Mary;
For us sinners sacrificed,
And to death a tributary:
First to break the bars of death,
Thou has opened Heaven to faith.
9. From Thy high celestial home,
Judge of all, again returning,
We believe that Thou shalt come
In the dreaded doomsday morning;
When Thy voice shall shake the earth,
And the startled dead come forth.
10. Therefore do we pray Thee, Lord:
Help Thy servants whom, redeeming
By Thy precious blood out-poured,
Thou hast saved
from Satan’s scheming.
Give to them eternal rest
In the glory of the blest.
11. Spare Thy people, Lord, we pray,
By a thousand snares surrounded:
Keep us without sin today,
Never let us be confounded.
Lo, I put my trust in Thee;
Never, Lord, abandon me.
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