1 Praise ye the Lord, our God to praise
My soul her utmost pow'rs shall raise;
With private friends, and in the throng
Of saints, his praise shall be my song.
2 His works, for greatness tho' renown'd,
His wond'rous works, with ease are found
By those who seek for them aright,
And in the pious search delight.
3 His works are all of matchless fame,
And universal glory claim;
His truth, confirm'd thro' ages past,
Shall to eternal ages last.
4 By precept he has us enjoin'd,
To keep his wond'rous works in mind;
And to posterity record,
That good and gracious is our Lord.
5 Just are the dealings of his hands;
Immutable are his commands'
By truth and equity sustain'd,
And for eternal rules ordain'd.
6 Who wisdom's sacred prize would win,
Must with the fear of God begin.
Immortal praise and heav'nly skill
Have they who know and do his will.
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First Line: | Praise ye the Lord, our God to praise |
Meter: | Second Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
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Topic: | Psalms of Praise and Adoration |
Source: | Tate and Brady's Version |