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Praise ye the Lord, from pole to pole

Praise ye the Lord, from pole to pole

Author: James Montgomery
Published in 1 hymnal

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Praise ye the Lord, from pole to pole!
Praise thou the Lord, my soul, my soul!
Long as I live, my voice shall raise,
My pulse repeat, the song of praise.

In men, in princes, put no trust:
Their breath goes forth, they turn to dust;
Then, fleeting as the flower of grass,
Perish their thoughts, their glories pass.

Thrice happy he whose heart can say,
"The God of Jacob is my stay:
The Lord of hosts my help shall be,
Who made the heaven, the earth, the sea."

The Lord avenges the opprest,
He sends the wandering stranger rest;
The Lord unbinds the prisoner's chain,
He sets the fallen up again.

The Lord restores the blind to sight,
Gives strength to them that have no might;
The Lord relieves in their distress
The widow and the fatherless.

The Lord supplies the poor with food,
He loves to do the righteous good;
But for the wicked, in his wrath,
He turns destruction on their path.

The Lord shall reign for evermore,
Thy King, O Zion!--Him adore;
Let unborn generations raise
To God, thy God, the song of praise.

Sacred Poems and Hymns

Author: James Montgomery

James Montgomery (b. Irvine, Ayrshire, Scotland, 1771; d. Sheffield, Yorkshire, England, 1854), the son of Moravian parents who died on a West Indies mission field while he was in boarding school, Montgomery inherited a strong religious bent, a passion for missions, and an independent mind. He was editor of the Sheffield Iris (1796-1827), a newspaper that sometimes espoused radical causes. Montgomery was imprisoned briefly when he printed a song that celebrated the fall of the Bastille and again when he described a riot in Sheffield that reflected unfavorably on a military commander. He also protested against slavery, the lot of boy chimney sweeps, and lotteries. Associated with Christians of various persuasions, Montgomery supported missio… Go to person page >

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First Line: Praise ye the Lord, from pole to pole
Author: James Montgomery
Meter: 8.8.8.8
Language: English

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Sacred Poems and Hymns #141

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