“Give unto the ford the glory due unto his name.” Psalm 96.8
1 My soul shouts glory to the son of God
For the work free grace hath done,
My faith looks upward with a steadfast eye
That is clear as the noonday sun
Chorus
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah to the saviour I adore
I will praise Him, I will praise Him
Hallelujah! I will praise him evermore.
2 My soul shouts glory to the son of God,
Not a cloud nor a care I see,
My hope is clinging with a perfect trust
To the cross he has borne for me.
3 My soul shouts glory to the son of God,
In his secret place I dew,
His constant presence over shades me there,
And my joy there is none can tell.
4 My soul shouts glory to the son of God,
And I know it will not be long;
Till over the river, where the saints have gone,
I shall join their eternal song