Songs We Like to Sing
Published 1912
Come, Sound His Praise Abroad
Isaac Watts L. Smith
Come, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sov'reign God,
The universal King.
He formed the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The wat'ry wolds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.
Come, worship at his throne,
Come, bow before the Lord;
We are his works, and nor our own;
He formed us by his word.
Amen.
© 1999, 2003, Lynn Waterman
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