Come, O My Soul, in Sacred Lays

lyricist: Thomas Blacklock
Composer: Frederick Venua, ca. 1810

Come

O my soul

in sac­red lays

Attempt thy great cre­at­or’s praise:

But O

what tongue can speak His fame?

What verse can reach the lof­ty theme?

What verse can reach the lof­ty theme?

Enthroned amid the ra­di­ant spheres

He glo­ry like a gar­ment wears;

To form a robe of light di­vine

Ten thou­sand suns around Him shine

Ten thou­sand suns around Him shine.

In all our mak­er’s grand de­signs

Almighty pow­er

with wis­dom

shines;

His works

through all this won­drous frame

Declare the glo­ry of His name

Declare the glo­ry of His name.

Raised on de­vo­tion’s lof­ty wing

Do thou

my soul

His glor­ies sing;

And let His praise em­ploy thy tongue

Till list­en­ing worlds shall join the song

Till list­en­ing worlds shall join the song.

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