1260. Praise God, from Whom All Blessings Flow

1. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Text Information
First Line: Praise God, from whom all blessings flow
Title: Praise God, from Whom All Blessings Flow
Original Language: English
Author: Thomas Ken (1674)
Meter: LM
Language: English
Source: These lyrics, sung as the "Doxology" in many churches, are actually the last verse of a longer hymn, "Awake, My Soul, and with the Sun."
Copyright: Public Domain
Notes: Many have heard from Chaplain McCabe's own fire-touched lips, how this grand old doxology, that has doubtless been on more lips than any other uninspired production, was sung by the starving boys in blue [Union soldiers in the American civil war] that were incarcerated in Libby Prison [Richmond, Virginia]. Day after day they saw comrades passing away, and their numbers increased by fresh, living recruits for the grave. One night about ten o'clock, through the stillness and the darkness, they heard the tramp of coming feet, that soon stopped before the prison door until arrangements could be made inside. In the company was a young Baptist minister, whose heart almost fainted as he looked on those cold walls and thought of the suffering inside. Tired and weary he sat down, put his face in his hands and wept. Just then a lone voice of deep, sweet pathos, sung out from an upper window,-- Praise God from whom all blessings flow; and a dozen manly voices joined in the second line,-- Praise Him all creatures here below and then by the time the third was reached, more than a score of hearts were full, and these joined to send the words on high,-- Praise Him above ye heavenly host; and by this time the prison was all alive, and seemed to quiver with the sacred song, as from every room and cell those brave men sang,-- Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. As the song died out on the still night that enveloped in darkness the doomed city of Richmond, the young man arose and happily said,-- Prisons would palaces prove If Jesus would dwell with me there. Crafts, pp. 122-4
Tune Information
Name: OLD 100TH
Composer (attributed to): Louis Bourgeois (1551)
Meter: LM
Incipit: 11765 12333 32143
Key: G Major
Source: Genevan Psalter, 1551
Copyright: Public Domain



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