Hymn 130
Hark, creation's alleluia
Gbọ orin ‘yin dida’ aiye
- Hark, creation's alleluia,
Rising from a thousand shores,
Vibrates sweet as angel voices,
Loud as many waters, roars--
"Blessing, glory, power, salvation
To our God upon the throne,
Father, Son and Holy Spirit,
Infinite, supreme, alone."- On and on, from dawn to sunset
Borne on every changeful wind
From the myriad-minded peoples
Of the hoary climes of ind
From the ransomed sons of afric
From old sinim's crowded lands
From the freeborn wanderers roaming
Araby's unconquer'd sands. - From the coasts of ice to regions
Where perpetual summer smiles
From the sunny-hearted children
Of the far pacific isles
From the numbers without number
Of rejoicing Christendom
From the watchers for his advent
Who will soon to Zion come - Gathering strength from every nation,
Every kindred, tribe, and tongue,
Hark, that everlasting anthem,
Hark, that glorious tide of song,
Floods the valleys with its music,
Echoes from the lasting hills,
Onward, upward, till the temple
Of the living God it fills. - Hark, it mingles with the raptures
Of the armies of the sky,
Who have passed through tribulation
Into perfect rest on high,
Clothed in robes of spotless beauty,
Palms of triumph in their hand,
Harping on their harps hosannas,
As before his face they stand: - "Glory unto him who loved us,
Him who washed us with his blood,
Kings and priests henceforth for ever
To our Father and our God.
Alleluia! saints and angels,
Raise your loudest, loftiest strains!
Alleluia! hell is vanquished;
God, the Lord Almighty, reigns." Amen.
- On and on, from dawn to sunset