 | Nicholas Brady, Nahum Tate - 1839 - 98 pages
...For God's all-seeing eye surveys Thy secret thoughts, thy works and ways. Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part ; Who all night long unwearied sing High glory to th' eternal King ! FOR THE EVENING. GLORY to-thee, my God, this night, For all the... | |
 | James Harvey Linsley - 1839 - 432 pages
...run; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 1 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praises to th' eternal King. 3 Glory to thee, who safe has Jcept, And hast refresh'd me while... | |
 | Methodist Episcopal Church - 1840 - 760 pages
...; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praises to the' eternal King. 3 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refresh'... | |
 | Thomas Ken (bp. of Bath and Wells.) - 1840 - 182 pages
...Reflect all heaven's propitious rays, In ardent love, and cheerful praise. Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praise to the eternal King. I wake, I wake ; ye heavenly choir. May your devotion me inspire,... | |
 | 1841 - 306 pages
...; hake off dull sloth, and joyful rise, - fo pay thy morning sacrifice ! Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praises to th' Eternal King ! *. All praise to Thee, who safe has kept, And hast refresh'd... | |
 | Book - 1841 - 164 pages
...Reflect all heav'n's propitious ravs In ardent love and cheerful praise. Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praise to th' eternal King. I wake, I wake ! — ye heavenly choir, May your devotion me... | |
 | Linus Smith Everett - 1843 - 124 pages
...sloth, and ear - ly rise, To pay thy morn - ing sac - rl - flee. FIRST HYMN. Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part ; Who all night long unwearied sing, Glory to thee, eternal King. May I like you in God delight, Have sill day long my God in sight... | |
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Wake and lift up thyself my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long, unwearied, sing High praise to the eternal King. 
