Verse 1
Ye heavenly choir,
Assist me to sing,
And strike the soft lyre,
And honour our King:
His mighty salvation
Demands all our praise,
Our best adoration,
And loftiest lays.
Verse 2
All glory to God,
Who ruleth on high,
And now hath bestow’d,
And sent from the sky
Christ Jesus, the Saviour,
Poor mortals to bless;
The pledge of his favour,
The seal of their[1] peace.
[1] Wesley changed “their” to “his” in 1762.