On Earth below, in Heav’n above,
and all the worlds between:
let praises to the Lord of hosts
be sung in symphony.
Heart, o Heart, love Him
who set your chained soul free,
and gave you a brand new song to sing,
while ever guiding thee.
Awake, awake, my sleepy eyes—
behold the Sovereignty!
Arise and praise the Holy One
who sets your soul at ease.
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