1. Praise ye the Lord; sing unto God,
A new melodious song;
Show forth the honor of his name,
Assembled saints among.
2. Let Israel's heart, with holy joy,
In him that made him, spring;
And Sion's sons their triumph make.
In their illustrious king.
3. Let them the sounding pipe employ,
To praise his holy name;
The harp, and timbrel, join, and sing,
And loud his praise proclaim.
4. The Lord takes pleasure in his saints,
Whom sinners treat with scorn;
With his salvation, humble souls,
He'll gloriously adorn.
5. Because such glory he bestows,
Let all his saints rejoice;
And thus secured, upon their beds,
In singing, raise their voice.
6. Their mouth be filled with the high praise
Of their almighty Lord;
While their right hand does grasp, and wield.
The vengeful two-edged sword.
7. On heathen just revenge to take,
And punish those designed;
8. To chain their kings, and noble peers
In iron fetters bind.
9. Judgment on them to execute.
Which sacred rolls record;
This honor all his saints shall have.
Sing praises to the Lord.
A New Version of the Psalms of David, 1752