Our Kind Creator

1. Our kind Creator formed our voice, To
2. Music, with all its heavenly charms, In-
speak his praise in grateful joys; His saints on earth
vites us to our Saviour's arms; Where millions par
and saints above, Concordant sing his boundless love.
doned by his blood, In sweetest praise adore their God.

3. When parents lead in sacred songs,
Children pursue with cheerful tongues;
'Till true harmonic chords excite
The whole to joy's sublime delight.

4. For heaven itself consists in praise,
Expressed the most delightful ways;
There, saints, in love's most rapturous flame,
In music, praise Messiah's name.
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