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I'll celebrate thy Praises, Lord

Appears in 9 hymnals Lyrics: 1 I'll celebrate thy Praises, Lord, who didst thy Pow'r employ To raise my drooping Head, and check my Foes insulting Joy. 2,3 In my Distress I cry'd to Thee, who kindly dist relieve, And from the Grave's expecting Jaws my hopeless Life retrieve. 4 Thus to his Courts, ye Saints of His, with Songs of Praise repair; With me commemorate his Truth, and providential Care. 5 His Wrath has but a Moment's Reign; His Favour no Decay: Your Night of Grief is recompens'd with Joy's returning Day. 6 But I, in prosp'rous Days, presum'd; no suddent Change I fear'd: Whilst in my sun-shine of Success no low'ring Cloud appeard. 7 But soon I found thy Favour, Lord, my Empire's only Trust; For when thou hidd'st thy Face, I saw my Honour laid in Dust. 8 Then, as I vainly had presum'd, my Error I confess'd; And thus with supplicating Voice, thy Mercy's Throne address'd: 9 "What Profit is there in my blood, "congeal'd by Death's cold Night? "Can silent Ashes speak thy praise, "thy wond'rous Truth recite? 10 "Hear me, O Lord; in mercy hear; "thy wonted Aid extend: "Do Thou send Help, on whom alone "I can for Help depend." 11 'Tis done! Thou hast my mournful Scene to Songs and Dances turn'd; Invested me in Robes of State, who late in Sack-cloth mourn'd. 12 Exalted thus, I'll gladly sing thy Praise in grateful Verse; And, as thy Favours endless are, thy endless Praise rehearse. Scripture: Psalm 30

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I'll celebrate thy Praises, Lord

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #XXX (1760) Lyrics: 1 I'll celebrate thy Praises, Lord, who did'st thy Pow'r employ To raise my drooping Head, and check my Foes insulting Joy. 2,3 In my Distress I cry'd to Thee, who kindly didst relieve, And from the Grave's expecting Jaws my hopeless Life retrieve. 4 Thus to his Courts, ye Saints of his, with Songs of Praise repair; With me commemorate his Truth, and providential Care. 5 His Wrath has but a Moment's Reign; His Favour no Decay: Your Night of Grief is recompens'd with Joy's returning Day. 6 But I, in prosp'rous Days, presum'd no suddent Change I fear'd: Whilst in my Sun-shine of Success no low'ring Cloud appear'd. 7 But soon I found thy Favour, Lord, my Empire's only Trust; For when thou hidd'st thy Face, I saw my Honour laid in Dust. 8 Then, as I vainly had presum'd, my Error I confess'd; And thus with supplicating Voice, thy Mercy's Throne address'd: 9 "What Profit is there in my Blood, "congeal'd by Death's cold Night? "Can silent Ashes speak thy Praise, "thy wond'rous Truth recite? 10 "Hear me, O Lord! in Mercy hear; "thy wonted Aid extend: "Do Thou send Help, on whom alone "I can for Help depend." 11 'Tis done! Thou hast my mournful Scene to Songs and Dances turn'd; Invested me in Robes of State, who late in Sack-cloth mourn'd. 12 Exalted thus, I'll gladly sing thy Praise in grateful Verse; And, as thy Favours endless are, thy endless Praise rehearse. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English

I'll celebrate thy Praises, Lord

Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #54 (1754) Lyrics: 1 I'll celebrate thy Praises, Lord, who didst thy Pow'r employ To raise my drooping Head, and check my Foes insulting Joy. 2,3 In my Distress I cry'd to Thee, who kindly dist relieve, And from the Grave's expecting Jaws my hopeless Life retrieve. 4 Thus to his Courts, ye Saints of His, with Songs of Praise repair; With me commemorate his Truth, and providential Care. 5 His Wrath has but a Moment's Reign; His Favour no Decay: Your Night of Grief is recompens'd with Joy's returning Day. 6 But I, in prosp'rous Days, presum'd; no suddent Change I fear'd: Whilst in my sun-shine of Success no low'ring Cloud appeard. 7 But soon I found thy Favour, Lord, my Empire's only Trust; For when thou hidd'st thy Face, I saw my Honour laid in Dust. 8 Then, as I vainly had presum'd, my Error I confess'd; And thus with supplicating Voice, thy Mercy's Throne address'd: 9 "What Profit is there in my blood, "congeal'd by Death's cold Night? "Can silent Ashes speak thy praise, "thy wond'rous Truth recite? 10 "Hear me, O Lord; in mercy hear; "thy wonted Aid extend: "Do Thou send Help, on whom alone "I can for Help depend." 11 'Tis done! Thou hast my mournful Scene to Songs and Dances turn'd; Invested me in Robes of State, who late in Sack-cloth mourn'd. 12 Exalted thus, I'll gladly sing thy Praise in grateful Verse; And, as thy Favours endless are, thy endless Praise rehearse. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English

I'll celebrate thy praises, Lord

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms with occasional hymns (Charleston hymnal) #P.XI (1792) Lyrics: 1 I'll celebrate thy praises, Lord, Who didst thy pow'r employ To raise my drooping head from death, And fill my soul with joy. 2 In my distress I cry'd to thee, Who kindly didst relieve, And from the grave's expecting jaws My hopeless life retrieve. 3 Thus to his courts, ye saints of his, With songs of praise repair; With me commemorate his truth, And providential care. 4 His wrath has but a moment's reign, His favour no decay; Your night of grief is recompens'd With joy's returning day. 5 Exalted thus, I'll gladly sing Thy praise in grateful verse; And, as thy favours endless are, Thy endless praise rehearse. Scripture: Psalm 30:1-5 Languages: English

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Nahum Tate

1652 - 1715 Person Name: Nahum Tate, 1652-1715 Author of "I'll celebrate thy praises, Lord" in A Selection of Psalms and Hymns for Every Sunday ... Diocese of Quebec Nahum Tate was born in Dublin and graduated from Trinity College, Dublin, B.A. 1672. He lacked great talent but wrote much for the stage, adapting other men's work, really successful only in a version of King Lear. Although he collaborated with Dryden on several occasions, he was never fully in step with the intellectual life of his times, and spent most of his life in a futile pursuit of popular favor. Nonetheless, he was appointed poet laureate in 1692 and royal historiographer in 1702. He is now known only for the New Version of the Psalms of David, 1696, which he produced in collaboration with Nicholas Brady. Poverty stricken throughout much of his life, he died in the Mint at Southwark, where he had taken refuge from his creditors, on August 12, 1715. --The Hymnal 1940 Companion See also in: Hymn Writers of the Church