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Father, let Thy kingdom come Ephraim
7.7.7.7

Hymn Code:
15151234231712
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Hymnary.org
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(CM) 		6/G 183.4kb
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(CM) 		6/Ab 494kb
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 2.1mb
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(BH) 		6/G
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Clap your hands, you people all Ephraim
7.7.7.7

Hymn Code:
15151234231712

Cyberhymnal
Small Band
(CM) 		7/G-Ab-A
Chord Sheet 		481.8kb
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 2.4mb
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(CM) 		7/G-Ab-A 484.5kb
2.4mb
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(BH) 		7/G
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Father, let Thy kingdom come

Author: John Page Hopps

Father, let Thy kingdom come,
Let it come with living power;
Speak at length the final word,
Usher in the triumph hour.

As it came in days of old,
In the deepest hearts of men,
When Thy martyrs died for Thee,
Let it come, O God, again!

Tyrant thrones and idols shrines,
Let them from their place be hurled:
Enter on Thy better reign,
Wear the crown of Thine own world.

O what long, sad years have gone,
Since Thy Church was taught this prayer!
O what eyes have watched and wept
For the dawning everywhere!

Break, triumphant day of God!
Break at last, our hearts to cheer;
Throbbing souls and holy songs
Waits to hail Thy dawning here.

Empires, temples, sceptres, thrones—
May they all for God be won;
And, in every human heart,
Father, let Thy kingdom come!

Clap your hands, you people all

Author: Charles Wesley

Clap your hands, ye people all,
Praise the God on whom ye call;
Lift your voice, and shout His praise,
Triumph in His sovereign grace!

Glorious is the Lord most High,
Terrible in majesty;
He His sovereign sway maintains,
King o’er all the earth He reigns.

Jesus is gone up on high,
Takes His seat above the sky:
Shout the angel-choirs aloud,
Echoing to the trump of God.

Sons of earth, the triumph join,
Praise Him with the host divine;
Emulate the heavenly powers,
Their victorious Lord is ours.

Shout the God enthroned above,
Trumpet forth His conquering love;
Praises to our Jesus sing,
Praises to our glorious King!

Power is all to Jesus given,
Power o’er hell, and earth, and Heav’n!
Power He now to us imparts;
Praise Him with believing hearts.

Wonderful in saving power,
Him let all our hearts adore;
Earth and Heav’n repeat the cry,
'Glory be to God most high!'