Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim
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Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim, and publish abroad his wonderful Name; the Name all-victorious of Jesus extol: his kingdom is glorious; he rules over all. God ruleth on high, almighty to save; and still he is nigh: his presence we have. The great congregation his triumph shall sing, ascribing salvation to Jesus our King. Salvation to God who sits on the throne! Let all cry aloud, and honour the Son. The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim, fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb. Then let us adore, and give him his right: all glory and power, all wisdom and might, all honour and blessing, with angels above, and thanks never ceasing and infinite love. |
Eius famuli laudent Dominum mirumque Dei vulgent titulum; Jesum domitorem ubique colant regnique decorem, cui cuncta cadant. Supra Deus est et omnipotens, nobis et adest salvatque regens. Cantet celebretque, Redemptor, erum te turba vocetque salutificum. Salutifici fultique throno canora Dei sit laus Puero. Angelicus ante cubat pedibus Agni venerante choro numerus. Orandus erit, quod est sapiens, cui gloria sit, valdeque potens. Ab angelis aeque sit omnis honor et gratia neque finitus amor. |