Фрэнк А. Аткинс - Praise - ноты, текст песни (слова)

1. Oh, wake our hearts, in gladness sing,
 And raise hosannas to our King,
 Till living stone, from loving souls,
 Like sound of mighty waters rolls.
 O holy Child, thy manger streams Till earth and heav'n glow with it's beams,
 Till midnight noon's broad light has won,
 And Ja cob's Star outshines the sun. 
 
 2. Thou patr' archs' joy, thou prophets' song,
 Thou heav'nly Dayspring, looked for long,
 Thou Son of man,
 Incarnate Word,
 Great Davids Son,
 Great Davids Lord!
 Come,
 Jesus, glorious heav'nly Guest,
 Make thine own temple in our breast,
 Then David's harpstrings, hushed so long,
 Shall swell our jubilee of song.