420. I'll praise my Maker with my breath

1 I'll praise my Maker with my 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: He made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train;
His truth for ever stands secure;
He saves th' oppressed, He feeds the poor,
And none shall find His promise vain.

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First Line: I'll praise my Maker with my breath
Meter: 8s., six lines
Language: English
Publication Date: 1871
Topic: The Christian Life: Praise
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