Church Hymn Book ‎#P.CXLIX

P.CXLIX. All ye that love the Lord, rejoice

1 All ye that love the Lord, rejoice,
And let your songs be new;
Amidst the church with cheerful voice
His later wonders show.

2 The jews, the people of his grace,
Shall their Redeemer sing;
And Gentile nations join the praise,
While Zion owns her King.

3 The Lord takes pleasure in the just;
Whom sinners treat with scorn;
The meek that lie despis'd in dust
Salvation shall adorn.

4 Saints should be joyful in their king,
Ev'n on a dying bed;
And like the souls in glory sing;
For God shall raise the dead.

5 Then his high praise shall fill their tongues,
Their hands shall wield the sword;
And vengeance shall attend their songs,
The vengeance of the Lord.

6 When Christ his judgment-seat ascends,
And bids the world appear,
Thrones are prepar'd for all his friends
Who humbly lov'd him here.

7 Then shall they rule with iron-rod
Nations that dar'd rebel;
And join the sentence of their God
On tyrants doom'd to hell.

8 The royal sinners, bound in chains,
New triumph shall afford:
Such honour for the saint remains:
Praise ye and love the Lord.

Text Information

• First Line: All ye that love the Lord, rejoice
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1816
• Scripture:
  Psalm 149
• Topic: Praise God, all his Saints

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