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9 The strangers he preserves from harm,
The orphan kindly treats;
Defends the widow, and the wiles
Of wicked men defeats.
10 The God that docs in Sion dwell
Is our eternal King:
From age to age his reign endures :
Let all his praises sing.
I O PRAISE the Lord with hymns of joy,
And celebrate his fame !
For pleasant, good, and comely tis
To praise his holy Name.
2 His holy city God will build,
Though levell'd with the ground;
Bring back his people, though dispers'd
Through all the nations round.
3, 4 He kindly heals the broken hearts,
And all their wounds does close ;
He tells the number of the stars,
Their sev’ral names he knows.
5, 6 Great is the Lord, and great his pow'r,
His wisdom has no bound;
The meek he raises, and throws down
The wicked to the ground.
7 To God, the Lord, a hymn of praise
With grateful voices sing;
To songs of triumph tune the harp,
And strike each warbling string.
8 He covers heav'n with clouds, and thence
Refreshing rain bestows;
Through him, on mountain tops, the grass
With wondrous plenty grows.
9 He savage beasts, that loosely range,
With timely food supplies;
He feeds the raven's tender brood,
And stops their hungry cries.
10 He values not the warlike steed,
But does his strength disdain;
The nimble foot that swiftly runs,
No prize from him can gain.
tl But he to him that fears his Namg His tender love extends;
To him that on his boundless grace
With stedfast hope depends.
12, 13 Let Sion and Jerusalem
To God their praise address;
Who fenc'd their gates with massy bars,
And does their children bless.
14, 15 Through all their borders he gives peact,
With finest wheat they’re fed;
He speaks the word, and what he wills
Is done as soon as said.
46 Large flakes of snow, like fleecy wool,
Descends at his command;
And hoary frost, like ashes spread,
Is scatter'd o'er the land.
17 When, join'd to these, he does his hail
In little morsels break,
Who can against his piercing cold
Secure defences make :
18 He sends his word which melts the ice; He makes his wind to blow ;
And soon the streams, congeal’d beforea
In plenteous currents flow.
... }, 2 YE boundless realms of joy,
Exalt your Maker's fame;
His praise your song employ
Above the starry frame :
Your voices raise,
To sing his praise.
3, 4 Thou moon, that rul'st the night,
And sun, that guid'st the day,
Ye glitt'ring stars of light, -
To him your homage pay :
His praise declare,
Ye heav’ns above,
And clouds that move
In liquid air.
5, 6 Let them adore the Lord,
And praise his holy Name,
By whose Almighty word
They all from nothing came;
And all shall last,
From changes free :
His firm decree
Stands ever fast. .
7, 8 Let earth her tribute pay;
Praise him ye dreadful whales,
And fish that through the sea
Glide swift with glitt’ring scales;
Fire, hail, and snow,
And misty air,
And winds that, where
He bids them, blow.
9, 10 By hills and mountains, all
In grateful concert join'd ;
By cedars stately tall,
And trees for fruit design'd;
By ev'ry beast,
And creeping thing,
And fowl of wing,
His Name be blest.
+ 1, 12 Let all of royal birth,
With those of humbler frame,
And judges of the earth,
His matchless praise proclaim :
In this design,
Let youths with maids,
And hoary heads
With children join.
13 United zeal be shown,
His wondrous fame to raise,
Whose glorious Name alone
Deserves our endless praise:
Earth's utmost ends
His pow'r obey;
His glorious sway
The sky transcends,
1, 2 PRAISE ye the Lord, Prepare your glad voice, His praise in the great Assembly to sing: In our great Creator Let Israel rejoice; And children of Sion Be glad in their King. 3, 4 Let them his great Name Extol in the dance ; With timbrel and harp His praises express; Who always takes pleasure His saints to advance, And with his salvation The humble to bless, 5, 6 With glory adorn'd, His people shall sing To God, who their beds With safety does shield ; Their mouths fill'd with praises Of him, their great King ; Whilst a two-edged sword Their right hand shall wield; 7, 8 Just vengeance to take For injuries past; To punish those lands For ruin design'd ; With chains as their captives, To tie their kings fast, With fetters of iron Their nobles to bind. 9 Thus shall they make good, When them they destroy, The dreadful decree Which God does proclaim :
- PRAISE the Lord in that blest place, From whence his goodness largely flows;
Praise him in heav'n, where he his face,
Unveil'd 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 psalt'ry's silver sound.
4 Let virgin troops soft timbrels bring,
And some with graceful motion dance;
Let instruments of various strings,
With organs join'd, his praise advance.
5 Let them who joyful hymns compose,
To cymbals set their songs of praise;
Cymbals of common use, and those
That loudly sound on solemn days.
6 Let all that vital breath enjoy,
The breath he does to them afford,
In just returns of praise employ :
Let ev'ry creature praise the Lord.