1. All peo-ple that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheer-ful voice;

Him serve with fear, His praise forth tell, Come ye be-fore Him, and re-joice. A-MEN.

1. Lord of all be-ing, thron'd a - far, Thy glory flames from sun and star;

Cen-tre and soul of ev-'ry sphere, Yet to each lov-ing heart how near. A-MEN.

2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed
He brought us to His fold again.

3 We are His people, we His care,
Our souls, and all our mortal frame;
What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to Thy name?

4 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.

5 Wide as the world is Thy command,
Vast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

Isaac Watts, 1719

(LOUVAN)

4 Lord of all life, below, above,
Whose light is truth, whose warmth is
Before Thy ever-blazing throne [love,
We ask no lustre of our own.

5 Grant us Thy truth to make us free,
And kindling hearts that burn for Thee,
Till all Thy living altars claim
One holy light, one heavenly flame.

66 ALLELUIA PERENNE 10 10 7

William Henry Monk, 1868

1. Sing Alle luia forth in du-teous praise, O citizens of

heav'n, and sweet-ly raise An end less Al- le lu

ia. A - MEN.

2 Ye
powers who stand before the Eternal Light,
In hymning choirs re-echo to the height
An endless Alleluia.

3 The Holy City shall take up your strain,
And with glad songs resounding wake again
An endless Alleluia.

4 In blissful antiphons ye thus rejoice.

To render to the Lord with thankful voice
An endless Alleluia.

5 Ye who have gained at length your palms in bliss,
Victorious ones, your chant shall still be this,
An endless Alleluia.

6 There, in one glad acclaim, forever ring
The strains which tell the honor of your King;
An endless Alleluia.

7 This is the rest for weary ones brought back,
This is the food and drink which none shall lack;
An endless Alleluia.

8 While Thee, by Whom were all things made, we praise
Forever, and tell out in sweetest lays

An endless Alleluia.

9 Almighty Christ, to Thee our voices sing
Glory for evermore; to Thee we bring

An endless Alleluia.

Anon. (Latin, 5th Cent.) Tr. John Ellerton, 1865