Praise ye the Lord 'tis good to raise
Praise ye the Lord; ’tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in His praise;
His nature and His works
To make this duty our delight.
The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
And gathers nations to His Name;
His mercy melts the stubborn soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.
He formed the stars, those heav’nly flames;
He counts their numbers, calls their
His wisdom’s vast, and knows no bound,
A deep where all our thoughts are drowned.
Great is our Lord, and great His
And all His glories infinite:
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And treads the wicked to the dust.
Sing to the Lord, exalt Him high,
Who spreads His clouds all round the sky;
There He prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in
He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food His hands
And the young ravens when they cry.
What is the creature’s skill or force,
The sprightly man, the warlike
The nimble wit, the active limb?
All are too mean delights for Him.
But saints are lovely in His
He views His children with delight;
He sees their hope, He knows their fear,
And looks, and loves His image there.
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