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==General information==
==General information==
'Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme' is a hymn by [[Isaac Watts]], published as Hymn 69 in Book 2 of his ''Hymns and Spiritual Songs''.
'Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme' is a hymn by [[Isaac Watts]], published as Hymn 69 in Book 2 of his [[Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Isaac Watts)|''Hymns and Spiritual Songs'']].


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Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
{{Vs|1}} Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing;
And speak some boundless thing;
The mighty works, or mightier name
The mighty works, or mightier name
Of our eternal king.
Of our eternal king.


Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
{{Vs|2}} Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
And sound his pow'r abroad;
And sound his pow'r abroad;
Sing the sweet promise of his grace,
Sing the sweet promise of his grace,
And the performing God.
And the performing God.


Proclaim salvation from the Lord
{{Vs|3}} Proclaim salvation from the Lord
For wretched dying men:
For wretched dying men:
His hand has writ the sacred word
His hand has writ the sacred word
With an immortal pen.
With an immortal pen.


Engrav'd as in eternal brass
{{Vs|4}} Engrav'd as in eternal brass
The mighty promise shines,
The mighty promise shines,
Nor can the pow'rs of darkness rase
Nor can the pow'rs of darkness rase
Those everlasting lines.
Those everlasting lines.


He that can dash whole worlds to death.
{{Vs|5}} He that can dash whole worlds to death.
And make them when he please,
And make them when he please,
He speaks, and that almighty breath
He speaks, and that almighty breath
Fulfils his great decrees.
Fulfils his great decrees.


His very word of grace is strong
{{Vs|6}} His very word of grace is strong
As that which built the skies,
As that which built the skies,
The voice that rolls the stars along
The voice that rolls the stars along
Speaks all the promises.
Speaks all the promises.


He said, Let the wide heav'n be spread,
{{Vs|7}} He said, Let the wide heav'n be spread,
And heav'n was stretch'd abroad;
And heav'n was stretch'd abroad;
Abrah'm, I'll be thy God, he said,
Abrah'm, I'll be thy God, he said,
And he was Abrah'm's God.
And he was Abrah'm's God.


O, might I hear thine heavenly tongue
{{Vs|8}} O, might I hear thine heav'nly tongue
But whisper, Thou art mine,
But whisper, Thou art mine,
Those gentle words should raise my song
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.
To notes almost divine.


How would my leaping heart rejoice
{{Vs|9}} How would my leaping heart rejoice
And think my heaven secure!
And think my heav'n secure!
I trust the all-creating voice,
I trust the all-creating voice,
And faith desires no more.
And faith desires no more.}}
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Revision as of 22:34, 23 November 2015

General information

'Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme' is a hymn by Isaac Watts, published as Hymn 69 in Book 2 of his Hymns and Spiritual Songs.

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Text and translations

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1  Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme,
And speak some boundless thing;
The mighty works, or mightier name
Of our eternal king.

2  Tell of his wondrous faithfulness,
And sound his pow'r abroad;
Sing the sweet promise of his grace,
And the performing God.

3  Proclaim salvation from the Lord
For wretched dying men:
His hand has writ the sacred word
With an immortal pen.

4  Engrav'd as in eternal brass
The mighty promise shines,
Nor can the pow'rs of darkness rase
Those everlasting lines.

5  He that can dash whole worlds to death.
And make them when he please,
He speaks, and that almighty breath
Fulfils his great decrees.

6  His very word of grace is strong
As that which built the skies,
The voice that rolls the stars along
Speaks all the promises.

7  He said, Let the wide heav'n be spread,
And heav'n was stretch'd abroad;
Abrah'm, I'll be thy God, he said,
And he was Abrah'm's God.

8  O, might I hear thine heav'nly tongue
But whisper, Thou art mine,
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.

9  How would my leaping heart rejoice
And think my heav'n secure!
I trust the all-creating voice,
And faith desires no more.

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