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Oh! praise the LORD with Hymns of Joy
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXLVII (1767) Lyrics: 1 Oh! praise the LORD with Hymns of Joy,
And celebrate his glorious Fame;
For pleasant, good, and comely 'tis
To sing loud Praises to his Name.
His holy City GOD will build,
Though levell'd even with the Ground,
Bring back his People, though dispers'd
Through all the Heathen Nations round.
2 He kindly heals the broken Hearts,
And all their bleeding Wounds does close;
He tells the Number of the Stars,
Their sev'ral Names exactly knows;
Great is the LORD, and great his Pow'r,
His heav'nly Wisdom has no Bound;
The Meek he raises, and throws down
The haughty Wicked to the Ground.
3 To GOD, the LORD, a Hymn of Praise,
With grateful Voices loudly sing;
To Songs of Triumph tune the Harp,
And touch with Skill each warbling String;
He covers Heav'n with floating Clouds,
And thence refreshing Rain bestows;
Through him on lofty Mountain-Tops,
The verdant Grass in Plenty grows.
4 He savage Beasts, that loosely range,
With timely wholesome Food supplies;
He feeds the Ravens tender Brood,
And satisfies their hungry Cries.
He values not the warlike Steed,
But does his Strength disdain;
The nimble Foot that swiftly runs,
No Prize from him can gain.
5 But he to him that fears his Name,
Mercy and tender Love extends;
To him that on his boundless Grace
With ever steadfast Hope depends.
Let Sion and Jerusalem
To GOD their constant Praise address,
Who fenc'd their Gates with massy Brass,
And does their num'rous Children bless.
6 Through all their Borders he gives Peace,
With finest Flour of Wheat they're fed;
He speaks the Word, and what he wills,
Accomplish'd is as soon as said.
Large Flakes of Snow, like fleecy Wool,
Gently descends at this Command;
And hoary Frost, like Ashes spread,
Is plenteous scatter'd o'er the Land.
7 When join'd to these, he does his Hail
These little icy Morsels send;
Who can against his piercing Cold,
Themselves sufficiently defend?
He sends his Word, which melts the Ice,
He makes the warmer Wind to blow,
And soon the Streams, congeal'd before,
Now thaw'd, in plenteous Currents flow.
8 By him his Statutes and Decrees
To Jacob's Sons were plainly shown,
And still to Israel's chosen Seed,
He makes righteous Precepts known,
No other Nations this can boast,
Nor did he ever yet afford
To Heathen Lands his Oracles,
And Knowledge of his sacred Word. Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Scripture: Psalm 147 Languages: English Tune Title: [Oh! praise the Lord with Hymns of Joy]
Oh! praise the LORD with Hymns of Joy
Ye realms of Joy, your Maker's Fame
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXLVIII (1767) Lyrics: 1 Ye Realms of Joy, your Maker's Fame,
Exalt above the starry Frame;
Ye Cherubims, your Voices raise,
And Seraphims, to sing his Praise.
Thou Silver Moon, that rul'st the Night,
With all the glitt'ring Stars of Light,
Thou glorious Sun that guid'st the Day,
To him your grateful Homage pay.
2 Ye Heav'ns above, his Praise declare,
And Clouds that move in liquid Air,
Let all adore their sov'reign LORD,
For all, at his creative Word,
At once from silent Nothing came;
Oh, let them bless his holy name,
Whose firm Decree stands ever fast,
And to Eternity shall last.
3 Let Earth her grateful Tribute pay:
Praise him, ye Fish that through the Sea
Glide swiftly by, with glitt'ring Scales;
Oh, praise him all, ye dreadful Whales,
Let misty Air, Fire, Hail and Snow,
And Winds that, where he bids them, blow,
To him their constant Praise address,
And his great Name for ever bless.
4 By lofty Hills, in concert join'd,
Cedars and Trees, for Fruit design'd,
By ev'ry creeping Thing and Beast,
And winged Fowl, GOD's Name be bless'd.
Let Men of low or royal Birth,
Let all the Judges of the Earth,
Let Youth and Maids his Praise proclaim,
And hoary Heads advance his Fame.
5 United Zeal by us be shown,
To raise his endless Fame alone,
Whose Pow'r o'er all the Earth extends,
Whose glorious Sway the Sky transcends,
His Saints he doth with Honour grace,
And ever favour Israel's Race;
Your grateful Voice, O, therefore raise,
Rejoicing still the LORD to praise.
Topics: Prayers When zealous for the Knowledge and Fear of God; Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Languages: English Tune Title: [Ye realms of joy, your Maker's Fame]
Ye realms of Joy, your Maker's Fame
Dicsérjétek most mindyájan
Hymnal: Református énekes-könyv #91 (1918) Scripture: Psalm 148 Languages: Hungarian Tune Title: [Dicsérjétek most mindyájan]
Dicsérjétek most mindyájan
