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Author: Steele Hymnal: A New Selection of Nearly Eight Hundred Evangelical Hymns, from More than 200 Authors in England, Scotland, Ireland, & America, including a great number of originals, alphabetically arranged #574 (1825) Hymnal Title: A New Selection of Nearly Eight Hundred Evangelical Hymns, from More than 200 Authors in England, Scotland, Ireland, & America, including a great number of originals, alphabetically arranged First Line: Praise ye the Lord,--O blissful theme Languages: English

Praise ye the Lord, O blissful theme

Author: Steele Hymnal: A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evangelical Hymns ... intended as a Supplement to Dr. Watts's Psalms and Tunes #574 (1810) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: A New Selection of Seven Hundred Evangelical Hymns ... intended as a Supplement to Dr. Watts's Psalms and Tunes Languages: English

Praise ye the Lord, O blissful theme

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns, from the Best Authors, Designed as a Supplement to Dr. Watts' Psalms and Hymns #d495 (1816) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Hymns, from the Best Authors, Designed as a Supplement to Dr. Watts' Psalms and Hymns Languages: English

Praise ye the Lord; O blissful theme

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns, Embracing all the Varieties of Subjects #P147 (1808) Hymnal Title: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns, Embracing all the Varieties of Subjects Languages: English

Praise ye the Lord! O blissful theme

Hymnal: Church Poetry #104 (1823) Hymnal Title: Church Poetry Languages: English

Praise ye the Lord, O blissful theme

Author: Anne Steele Hymnal: Hymns, Collects, Anthems and Selections #d204 (1840) Hymnal Title: Hymns, Collects, Anthems and Selections Languages: English

Psalm CXLVII

Hymnal: Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, Vol. 2 #249 (1760) Hymnal Title: Poems on Subjects Chiefly Devotional, Vol. 2 First Line: Praise ye the Lord: Oh blissful theme Lyrics: I. Praise ye the Lord: Oh blissful theme, To sing the honours of his name! 'Tis pleasure, 'tis divine delight, And praise is lovely in his sight! II. His Salem now the Lord restores; No more her ruin she deplores; Again the scatter'd tribes return, And Israel's sons no longer mourn. III. No more their breaking hearts despair, He binds their wounds with tender care; His healing hand removes their pain, And chearful comfort smiles again. IV. He counts the host of starry flames, Knows all their natures and their names; Great is our God! his wond'rous pow'r, And boundless wisdom we adore. V. How gracious is the Lord! how kind! To raise the meek dejected mind; But awful terrors in his frown, Shall cast rebellious sinners down. VI. Sing to the Lord, let praise inspire The grateful voice, the tuneful lyre; In strains of joy, proclaim abroad The endless glories of our God. VII. He veils the sky with treasur'd show'rs; On earth the plenteous blessing pours; The mountains smile in lively green, And fairer blooms the flow'ry scene. VIII. His bounteous hand, (great spring of good!) Provides the brute creation food; He feeds the ravens when they cry; All nature lives beneath his eye. IX. In nature what can him delight, Most lovely in its Maker's sight? Not active strength his favour moves, Nor comely form he best approves. X. Dear to the Lord, for ever dear, The heart where he implants his fear; The souls who on his grace rely, These, these are lovely in his eye. XI. Jerusalem, his honours raise; Thy God, O Sion, claims thy praise; His mighty arm defends thy gates, His blessing on thy children waits. XII. Sweet peace, to crown the happy scene, O'er thy fair border smiles serene; The finest wheat luxuriant grows, And joyful plenty round thee flows. XIII. He speaks! and swiftly from the skies To earth the sov'reign mandate flies; Observant nature hears his word, And bows obedient to her Lord. XIV. Now thick descending flakes of snow, O'er earth a fleecy mantle throw; Now glitt'ring frost o'er all the plains Extends its universal chains. XV. At his fierce storms of icy hail The shiv'ring pow'rs of nature fail; Before his cold what life can stand, Unshelter'd by his guardian hand? XVI. He speaks! the ice and snows obey, And nature's fetters melt away; Now vernal gales soft rising blow, And murm'ring waters gently flow. XVII. But nobler works his grace record, To Israel he reveals his word; To Jacob's happy sons alone He makes his sacred precepts known. XVIII. Such bliss no other nation shares, The laws of heav'n are only theirs; Ye favour'd tribes your voices raise, And bless your God in songs of praise. Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English