Ye Servants of the Almighty King from Psalm 113 Isaac Watts (1674-1748)

UNCREATED LIGHT (L.M.) Mitch Cervinka* 1998 Score

Ye ser-vants of th'Al-might-y King,
   In ev-ery age His prais-es sing;
Wher-e'er the sun shall rise or set,
   The na-tions shall His praise re-peat.

A-bove the earth, be-yond the sky,
   Stands His high throne of maj-es-ty:
Nor time, nor place, His power re-strain,
   Nor bound His u-ni-ver-sal reign.

Which of the sons of Ad-am dare,
   Or an-gels, with their God com-pare?
His glo-ries how di-vine-ly bright,
   Who dwells in un-cre-a-ted light!

Be-hold His love: He stoops to view
   What saints a-bove and an-gels do;
And con-des-cends yet more to know
   The least af-fairs of men be-low.

From dust and cot-ta-ges ob-scure,
   His grace ex-alts the hum-ble poor;
Gives them the hon-our of His sons,
   And fits them for their heav-enly thrones.

A word of His cre-a-ting voice
   Can make the bar-ren house re-joice:
With joy the moth-er views her son,
   And tells the won-ders God has done.

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*Music: Composed 1998 by Mitch Cervinka.
Donated to the Public Domain for the unrestricted use of Christ's church.