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1 Praise ye the Lord, my Heart shall join
In Works so pleasant, so divine;
Now, while the Flesh is mine Abode,
And when my Soul ascends to GOD.
2 Praise shall employ my noblest Pow'rs,
While Immortality endures;
My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past,
While Life and Thought and Being last.
3 Why should I make a Man my Trust?
Princes must die, and turn to Dust;
Their Breath departs, their Pomp and Pow'r,
And Thoughts all vanish in an Hour.
4 Happy the Man, whose Hopes rely
On Isr'el's GOD: He made the Sky,
And Earth, and Seas, with all their Train,
And none shall find his Promise vain.
5 His Truth for ever stands secure:
He saves th' Opprest, he feeds the Poor;
He sends the lab'ring Conscience Peace,
And grants the Pris'ner sweet Release.
6 The Lord hath Eyes to give the Blind;
The Lord supports the sinking Mind;
He helps the Stranger in Distress,
The Widow and the Fatherless.
7 He loves his Saints, he knows them well,
But turns the Wicked down to Hell:
Thy GOD, O Sion, ever reigns;
Praise him in everlasting Strains.
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First Line: | Praise ye the Lord, my Heart shall join |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1740 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Afflicted: and tempted, supported; God: goodness and mercy; God: goodness and truth(6 more...) |