2. I'll praise my Maker whilst I've breath

1 I'll praise my Maker whilst I've breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures.

2 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God, who made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train;
His truth for ever stands secure;
He saves the opprest, He feeds the poor;
And none shall find His promise vain.

3 The Lord gives eyesight to the blind;
The Lord supports the fainting mind;
He sends the laboring conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widowed and the fatherless,
And grants the prisoner sweet release.

4 I'll praise Him while He lends me breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures.

Text Information
First Line: I'll praise my Maker whilst I've breath
Author: Watts (1719, a)
Publication Date: 1868
Meter: L. P. M.
Scripture: Psalm 146
Topic: Worship: Praise and Thanksgiving; Advent, Third Sunday; First Sunday after Trinity
Notes: Alternate tune: #308, or NEWCOURT by Bond (end of hymnal #471c)
Tune Information
Name: PRAISE
Meter: L. P. M.
Key: D Major
Notes: Composer from index: N. W. Gade, 1836



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