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I'll praise my Maker with my breath
Author: Watts Hymnal: The Baptist Praise Book #170 (1872)
I'll praise my Maker with my breath
I'll praise my Maker with my breath
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Canadian Hymnal #227 (1895) Languages: English Tune Title: LUCERNE
I'll praise my Maker with my breath
I'll praise my Maker with my breath
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Canadian Hymnal #227 (1892) Languages: English
I'll praise my Maker with my breath
I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Heart and Voice #272a (1865)
I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath
I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The People's Praise Book or Carmina Sanctorum #d278 (1889)
I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath
I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Songs for the New Life #d288 (1869)
I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath
I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #d342 (1869)
I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath
I'll praise my Maker with my breath
Hymnal: Hymnal #420 (1874) Topics: The Christian Life Praise Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
I'll praise my Maker with my breath
Psalm 146
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.331 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: I'll praise my Maker with my breath Lyrics:
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.
Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust;
Vain is the help of flesh and blood:
Their breath departs, their pomp, and power,
And thoughts, all vanish in an hour,
Nor can they make their promise good.
Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Isr'el'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.
The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the lab'ring conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the pris'ner sweet release.
He loves his saints, he knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell;
Thy God, O Zion! ever reigns:
Let every tongue, let every age,
In this exalted work engage;
Praise him in everlasting strains.
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.
Topics: Goodness of God; Souls in separate state; Creatures no trust in them; Mercies and truth of God; Afflicted and tempted, supported; Truth grace, and protection; Princes vain; Trust in the creatures vain; Faithfulness Of God; God goodness and truth; God kind to his people; God worthy of all praise Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
Psalm 146
Praise to God for his goodness and truth
Hymnal: Select Psalms and Hymns for the use of Mr. Adgate's pupils #XXXV (1787) First Line: I'll praise my maker with my breath Lyrics: I I'll praise my maker with my breath;
And when my voice is lost in death
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.
II Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust:
Vain is the help of flesh and blood:
Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r,
And thoughts, all vanish in an hour,
Nor can they make their promise good.
III Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Isra'l's God: he made the sky,
And earth and seas with all their train:
His truth forever stands secure;
He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor,
And none shall find his promise vain.
IV The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the lab'ring conscience peace,
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the pris'ner sweet release.
V He loves his saints, he knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell;
Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns:
Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age
In this exalted work engage;
Praise him in everlasting strains.
IV I'll praise him while he lends me breath,
And when my voice is lost in death
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures. Languages: English
Praise to God for his goodness and truth
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