Uploaded July 2023 | Updated September 2026, 3 days ago

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Martyn Lloyd-Jones singing with his congregation
Congregational singing
Westminster Chapel, London
Text: Robert Robinson | Tune: AUSTRIA (Haydn)

Mighty God, while angels bless Thee
May a mortal sing Thy name?
Lord of men as well as angels
Thou art every creature’s theme!
Lord of every land and nation
Ancient of eternal days
Sounded through the wide creation
Be Thy just and lawful praise

For the grandeur of Thy nature
Grand beyond a seraph’s thought
For created works of power
Works with skill and kindness wrought
For Thy providence, that governs
Through Thine empire’s wide domain
Wings an angel, guides a sparrow
Blessed be Thy gentle reign

But Thy rich, Thy free redemption
Dark through darkness all along
Thought is poor, and poor expression
Who dare sing that wondrous song?
Brightness of the Father’s glory
Shall Thy praise unuttered lie?
Break, my tongue, such guilty silence
Sing the Lord who came to die

From the highest throne of glory
To the cross of deepest woe
All to ransom guilty captives
Flow, my praise, for ever flow!
Go, return, immortal Saviour
Leave Thy footstool, take Thy throne
Thence return, and reign for ever
Be the kingdom all Thine own

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