Common Tune

Hymn

All Nature's Works His Praise Declare

ST. URSULA · C.M.D. · words Henry Ware, Jr. · music Frederick Westlake

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All Nature's Works His Praise Declare es up they crate and on all our and to voic birds whom skill; wing; long; our the be God, God na cry, to the ture's Great 2. To 1. All 3. se cean de clare, Thee we of His con praise o works tribes a ful ery trib lone breeze their to in speak tune ev ute song. Thy bring. a will. a the peal pow'rs voice the bid God is We To There dwell ev wait high star, or gan on ery ing in that of born loud ions us and pass chor love them strains earth may with with raise, die; power; while them, mu sic the let Lord, Like Sweet floats round, broad us sur a sic the the round throne world fills us mu our our der souls fee and may as the lift sist thun high! praise. shower. on ble the grant in storm notes its stru y O While The swell loft praise sound God, ing ier to of sings sea ments rich and Henry Ware, Jr., 1822 ST. URSULA C.M.D. Frederick Westlake, 1896

1.All nature's works His praise declare,
to whom they all belong;
There is a voice in every star,
in every breeze a song.
Sweet music fills the world abroad
with strains of love and power;
The stormy sea sings praise to God,
the thunder and the shower.

2.To God the tribes of ocean cry,
and birds upon the wing;
To God the powers that dwell on high
their tuneful tribute bring.
Like them, let us the throne surround,
with them loud chorus raise,
While instruments of loftier sound
assist our feeble praise.

3.Great God, to Thee we consecrate
our voices and our skill;
We bid the pealing organ wait
to speak alone Thy will.
Lord, while the music round us floats
may earth born passions die;
O grant its rich and swelling notes
may lift our souls on high!

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