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Loud hallelujah sing, For to our God 'tis meet

Loud hallelujah sing, For to our God 'tis meet

Published in 2 hymnals

Full Text

1 Loud Hallelujah sing;
for to our God 'tis meet;
Praise is a comely thing,
and is exceeding sweet.
2 The LORD doth rear
and gather them
That outcasts are.

3 The broke in heart he heals,
binds up their breaches all;
4 The stars by number tells,
and each by name doth call.
5 Our Lord we bless,
is great in might,
and infinite
In wisdom is.

6 The LORD the meek doth raise
the proud brings to the ground:
7 O to the LORD sing praise
on harps our God's praise sound:
8 Who clouds the skies,
rains on the ground;
on mountains round
Makes grass to rise.

9 Ev'n beasts and ravens young
He feeds whene'er thy call:
10 In horse or foot-men strong
takes no delight at all:
11 The LORD dot place
His pleasure where
men with his fear
Hope in his grace.

12 Salem and Zion praise
The LORD your God in song;
13 Who blesses your lov'd race
and makes your gates so strong.
14 Thy borders stills
with peace so sweet:
with finest wheat
Thy stores He fills.

14 On earth his orders go
his word is swiftly past:
16 Like wool doth give the snow,
hoar-frost as ashes cast.
17 His ice doth send
like morsels too:
in his cold who
Can steady stand?

18 His word sends, and them thaws:
blows winds, and water flows:
19 Jacob his word, his laws
and judgment Isr'el shows:
So done hath He
to nations none
his judgments shown.
JAH, then praise ye.

Source: The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre: being the New-England Psalm-Book, revised and improved... (2nd ed.) #PCXLVIIb

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First Line: Loud hallelujah sing, For to our God 'tis meet