The Hymnal ‎#7b

7b. Praise ye the Lord! 'Tis good to raise

1 Praise ye the Lord! 'Tis good to raise
Your hearts and voices in his praise;
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.

2 He formed the stars, those heavenly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names;
His wisdom’s vast and knows no bound,
A deep where all our thoughts are drowned.

3 Sing to the Lord! Extol him high
Who spreads his clouds along the sky;
There he prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.

4 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And the young ravens when they cry.

5 His saints are lovely in his sight;
He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
He looks and loves his image here.

Text Information

• First Line: Praise ye the Lord! 'Tis good to raise
• Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1956
• Scripture:
  Psalm 148:1-14
• Topic: Adoration and Praise: General Praise; God: Creator; God: Love of; God in Nature; Hope; Giving Thanks; Wisdom, God's, Man's

Tune Information

• Name: PRAISE
• Composer: Anonymous
• Incipit: 55335 54243 45653
• Key: E♭ Major