1 O praise the Lord in that blest place
From whence His goodness largely flows;
Praise Him in heaven, where He His face,
Unveiled, in perfect glory shows.
2 Praise Him for all the mighty acts
Which He in our behalf has done;
His kindness this return exacts,
With which our praise should equal run.
3 Let the shrill trumpet's warlike voice
Make rocks and hills His praise rebound;
Praise Him with harp's melodious noise,
And gentle psaltery's silver sound.
4 Let them who joyful hymns compose,
To cymbals set their songs of praise--
To well-tuned cymbals, and to those
That loudly sound on solemn days.
5 Let all that vital breath enjoy,
The breath He does to them afford,
In just returns of praise employ:
Let every creature praise the Lord!Source: Hymnal: according to the use of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America #412