Religion
Psalm 117
From Hymns and Sacred Poems (1739) · Osborn ed., vol. 1 (1868)
Ye nations, who the globe divide,
Ye numerous nations scatter'd wide,
To God your grateful voices raise:
To all His boundless mercy shown,
His truth to endless ages known
Require our endless love and praise.
To Him who reigns enthroned on high,
To His dear Son who deign'd to die
Our guilt and errors to remove;
To that blest Spirit who grace imparts,
Who rules in all believing hearts,
Be ceaseless glory, praise, and love!
Codex Note
Attributed to Charles Wesley; Osborn's edition does not distinguish the brothers
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Wesley, Charles. “Psalm 117.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/33/.
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Wesley, Charles. “Psalm 117.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wesley_c/33/.
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