Scripture Verse

How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings. Isaiah 52:7

Introduction

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Benjamin Francis
1734–1799

Words: Ben­ja­min Fran­cis, in A Se­lect­ion of Hymns from the Best Au­thors, by John Rip­pon, 1787. The last stan­za some­times ap­pears as a cen­to on its own.

Music: Har­well Lo­well Ma­son, 1840 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Lowell Mason
1792–1872

Lyrics

Praise the Savior, all ye nations,
Praise Him, all ye hosts above;
Shout, with joyful acclamation,
His divine, victorious love;
Be His kingdom now promoted,
Let the earth her monarch know;
Be my all to Him devoted,
To my Lord my all I owe.

See how beauteous on the mountains
Are their feet, whose grand design
Is to guide us to the fountains
That o’erflow with bliss divine,
Who proclaim the joyful tidings
Of salvation all around,
Disregard the world’s deridings,
And in works of love abound.

With my substance will I honor
My Redeemer and my Lord;
Were ten thousand worlds my manor,
All were nothing to His Word:
While the heralds of salvation
His abounding grace proclaim,
Let His friends, of every station,
Gladly join to spread His fame.