1. Praise ye the Lord; sing unto God,
A new melodious Song;
Shew forth the Honour of his Name,
Assembled Saints among.
2. Let Isr'el'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 secur'd, upon their Beds,
In Singing, raise their Voice.
6. Their Mouth be fill'd with the high Praise
Of their almighty Lord;
While their Right-hand does grasp, and wield.
The vengefull Two-edg'd Sword.
7. On Heathen just Revenge to take,
And punish those design'd;
8. To chain their Kings, and noble Peers
In Iron Fetters bind.
9. Judgment on them to execute.
Which sacred Rolls record;
This Honour all his Saints shall have.
Sing Praises to the Lord.
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First Line: | Praise ye the Lord; sing unto God |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1752 |
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Notes: | Public Domain. |