8.8.6.8.8.6. sung to Kingston 1 ETERNAL praise, our God, shall rise In mansions fair beyond the skies Thy name to celebrate; But joyful songs e'en here we raise Our God and Father now to praise, While for our Lord we wait. 2 When ruined, guilty and undone, Thou gav'st for us Thine only Son To suffer, bleed and die; Rejoicing in Thy love we sing, Praise for Thy gift of gifts we bring, His name to magnify. 3 We praise Thee in our pathway here; Far off we were, but now brought near Through Jesus Christ our Lord: Fresh grace for every moment here, Fresh manna through the desert drear, The Spirit doth afford. 4 When He shall come, for whom we wait, We then shall see and know how great The gain that faith had stored; But here our joyful songs we raise Our God and Father now to praise, While waiting for our Lord. | Alternative tunes (8.8.6.8.8.6.)
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