Isaac Watts
He Loves to Hear Our Praise
Gloria in the highest
Gloria great hymns they raise
Gloria in the highest
He loves to hear our praise
Jesus loves to hear our praise

Behold the glories of the Lamb
Amidst His Father's throne
Prepare new honors for His name
And songs before unknown
Let elders worship at His feet
The church adore around
With vials full of odors sweet
And harps of sweeter sound
Gloria! Gloria!

Gloria in the highest
Gloria great hymns they raise
Gloria in the highest
He loves to hear our praise
Jesus loves to hear our praise

Eternal Father, who shall look
Into Thy secret will
Who but the Son shall take that Book
And open every seal
He will fulfill Your great decrees
The Son deserves it well
Look in His hand the sov'reign keys
Of Heaven, death, and hell
Singing gloria in the highest
Gloria great hymns they raise
Gloria in the highest
He loves to hear our praise
Jesus loves to hear our praise

You have redeemed our souls with blood
And set the prisoner free
You've made us kings and priests to God
And we shall reign with Thee
The worlds of nature and of grace
Are put beneath Your power
Please shorten these delaying days
And bring the promised hour

Singing gloria in the highest
Gloria great hymns they raise
Gloria in the highest
He loves to hear our praise
Jesus loves to hear our praise
He loves to hear our praise