Psalms of Grace ‎#147d

147d. O Praise the LORD

1 O praise the LORD, 'tis sweet to raise,
The grateful heart to God in praise;
When fallen raised, when lost restored,
O it is sweet to praise the LORD!

2 Great is His power, Divine His skill,
His love Diviner, greater still;
The sinner's Friend, the mourner's Stay,
He send no suppliant sad away.

3 The lions roar to Him for bread,
The ravens by His hand are fed;
And shall His chosen flock despair:
Shall they mistrust their Shepherd's care?

4 His Church is precious in His sight;
He makes her glory His delight.
His treasures on her head are poured;
O Zion's children, praise the LORD!

Text Information

• First Line: O praise the LORD, 'tis sweet to raise
• Title: O Praise the LORD
• Author: Henry F. Lyte, 1793-1847
• Meter: 8.8.8.8 LM
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2022
• Scripture:
  Psalm 147

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