1 Attend, my soul, the voice divine,
And mark what beaming glories shine
Around thy condescending God1
To us, to us, he still proclaims
his awful, his endearing names;
Attend, and sound them all abroad.
2 "Jehovah I, the sov'reign LORD,
"The mighty GOD, by Heav'n ador'd,
"Down to the earth my footsteps bend;
"My heart the tend'rest pity knows,
"Goodness full-streaming wide o'erflows,
"And grace and truth shall never end.
3 "My patience long can crimes endure:
"My pard'ning love is ever sure,
"When penitential sorrow mourns;
To Millions, thro' unnumber'd years,
"New hope and new delight it bears;
"Yet wrath against the sinner burns."
4 Make haste, my soul, the vision meet,
All-prostrate at thy sov'reign's feet,
And drink the tuneful accents in;
Speak on, my LORD, repeat the voice;
Diffuse these heart-expanding joys,
Till Heav'n compleat the rapt'rous scene.
|First Line:||Attend, my soul, the voice divine|
|Title:||God's Name proclaimed|
|Topic:||God: His name proclaimed|