I am full of praise and it is bubbling over. I wrote a poem on Palm Sunday that I want to share even though it isn’t a good one in the literary sense. Along with it I have on my heart the hymn I have included below in a contemporary version whose words are much more poetic (included so you can follow along).
Hallelujah to the King of Kings (By Elizabeth Kroeker) Were every blink of my eyes exuberant praises with palms And every heartbeat thunderous clapping If every breath sang out gloriously sublime psalms And every throbbing nerve impulse exalting Were every penny of my life offered as thankful alms If every word of my lips rose as fragrant prayer balms And every joyful tear a diamond glorifying I would still want all the rocks, trees and mountains To raise their voices and join me in singing Hallelujah to the King of Kings Use this link to hear the song: Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven by Henry Francis Lyte https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W2jscflvzTk Praise, my soul, the King of heaven Author: Henry Francis Lyte (1834) Tune: LAUDA ANIMA (Goss) 1 Praise, my soul, the King of heaven; to his feet your tribute bring. Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, evermore His praises sing. Praise Him! Praise Him! Praise the everlasting King! 2 Praise Him for his grace and favor to his people in distress. Praise Him, still the same as ever, slow to chide, and swift to bless. Praise Him! Praise Him! Glorious in His faithfulness! 3 Fatherlike He tends and spares us; well our feeble frame He knows. In His hand He gently bears us, rescues us from all our foes. Praise Him! Praise Him! Widely yet his mercy flows! 4 Angels, help us to adore Him; you behold Him face to face. Sun and moon, bow down before Him, dwellers all in time and space. Praise Him! Praise Him! Praise with us the God of grace! Praise Him! Praise Him! Praise with us the God of grace! Comments are closed.
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