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Make of Our Life a House of Praise

Author: Timothy Dudley-Smith, b.1926 Hymnal: Lead Me, Guide Me (2nd ed.) #611 (2012) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Psalm 118:19-20 Lyrics: 1 Make of our life a house of praise Where all, with one accord, Unite to walk in Jesus' ways, The temple of the Lord. 2 Here may we find our prayers are heard, And grow in truth and grace, Receive from Christ his holy word And know his love's embrace. 3 May such a house of calm and peace The Spirit strive to build; Where kindliness and faith increase, The storms of life are stilled. 4 Teach us our house of life to share, That all who will may come, The lost be doubly welcome there, The wand'rer find a home. 5 So may our doors be open wide, And life together prove A house where God is glorified, And a house of praise and love. Topics: Dedication of a Church; Marriage Sacraments; Church; Hope; Inner Peace; Life; Love of God for Us; Petition, Prayer; Praise; Sharing, Giving; Unity; Welcome; Word of God; Gospel; Worship and Adoration Languages: English Tune Title: RICHMOND

In the Lord is my joy

Author: Margaret Rizza, b. 1929 Hymnal: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #930 (2000) Scripture: Psalm 118:14 First Line: In the Lord is my joy and salvation Topics: Joy, Praise and Thanksgiving Chants Languages: English Tune Title: [In the Lord is my joy and salvation]

O give ye thanks unto the Lord

Hymnal: The Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New-Testament #PCXVIII (1742) Scripture: Psalm 118 Lyrics: 1 O give ye thanks unto the Lord, Because that good is he: Because his loving kindness lasts To perpetuity. 2 For ever that his mercy lasts, Let Israel now say. 3 Now let the house of Aaron say, His mercy lasts for aye. 4 Yea they who do Jehovah fear, Let them now also say, His loving kindness doth endure, Unto perpetual aye. 5 I did lift up my voice to Jah From out of straitness great; The Lord an answer gave to me, With an enlarged seat. 6 The Lord is for me: I'll not fear What man can do to me. 7 Jehovah takes my part with them That helpers of me be: Therefore upon them that me hate See my desire shall I. 8 It's better on the Lord to trust, Than on man to rely. [2] 9 It's better on the Lord to trust, Than trust in princes put. 10 All nations round me, but I'll them Off in the Lord's name cut. 11 They compass'd me about: Me compassed about: But in Jehovah's name I will Them utterly root out. 12 They compass'd me like bees, they're quench'd Like as of thorns the flame; But I will utterly destroy Them in Jehovah's name. 1 3 Sore didst thou thrust to make me fall, The Lord yet helped me. 14 The Lord my fortitude and song, And saving help is he. 15 The tabernacles of the just The voice of joy afford, And of salvation; strongly works The right hand of the Lord. 16 The right hand of Jehovah is Exalted up on high ; The right hand of the Lord is strong, And worketh valiantly. [3] 17 I fhall not die, but live, and shall The works of Jah declare. 18 The Lord did sorely chasten me, But me from death did spare. 19 O set wide open unto me The gates of righteousness; I will go into them, and will The praise of Jah confess. 20 This is Jehovah's gate, at which The just shall enter in. 21 I'll praise thee, for thou hast me heard, And hast my safety been. 22 The stone which builders did refuse, Head corner-stone now lies. 24 This is the doing of the Lord, It's wond'rous in our eyes. [4] 24 This is the very day, the which Jehovah he hath made: We will exceedingly rejoice, And in it will be glad. 25 Jehovah I do thee beseech, Salvation now afford: I humbly thee intreat, now send Prosperity, O Lord. 26 He that comes in Jehovah's name, O let him blessed be: Out of Jehovah's house to you A blessing wish do we. 27 God is Jehovah, also he Light unto us affords: The sacrifices bind unto The altars horns with cords. 28 Thou art my God, and I'll thee praise; My God, I'll set thee high: The Lord praise, for he's good; for aye Last his benignity. Languages: English

To GOD be endless Praise addressed

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXVIII (1767) Scripture: Psalm 118 Lyrics: 1 To GOD be endless Praise addressed, Because his Mercies ne'er decay; That he hath us with Favour blessed, Let thankful Isr'el ever say: And for the Love he's still extedning, Let Aaron's House their Joy express; His Truth and Goodness never ending. Let all who fear the LORD confess. 2 My Soul to GOD her Pray'r addressed, Who graciously vouchsaf'd to hear; Since he relieves me, when oppressed, Why should I any Mortal fear? My Foes, no doubt, shall be disgraced, Since GOD declares himself my Friend; Our Hopes should all in him be placed, And not on human Pow'r depend. 3 Though many Nations, close combined, Did oftentimes beset me round; Yet I my Cause to him resigned, Who did their boasted Strength confound. They swarm'd like Bees, and me defied, Their Rage was like a short-liv'd Blaze; For, whilst on GOD I still relied, I overcame them all with Ease. 4 When they their utmost Force exerted, In hopes to see my sudden Fall; The LORD, who never me deserted, In Mercy sav'd me from them all. That I've escap'd from Tribulation, To him alone the Praise belongs; He is my Strength, and my Salvation; He is the Theme of all my Songs. 5 The Just, with Joy, are ever praising The LORD, who saves their souls from Harm; For wond'rous Things and Works amazing, Are done by his Almighty Arm. His strong Right Hand he hath extended, And never-fading Honours won; His strong Right Hand hath us defended, And most surprizing Wonders done. 6 Though Death draws nigh, my Soul dismaying, Yet GOD shall still prolong my Days; That I his mighty Works displaying, May thus advance his glorious Praise. When GOD, with heavy Hand correcting, My Soul of all her Joy bereaves; Ev'n then, his Mercy me protecting, From Death my fainting Life retrieves. 7 Then let the Gates be wide extended, The Gates, to which the Just repair, That I, whom GOD hath thus defended, May praise my great Deliv'rer there. With Footsteps to those Gates directed, To which in Crouds the Righteous press, Since thou hast heard, and me protected, Thy holy Name, O LORD, I'll bless. 8 That which the Builders once despised, Is now become the Corner-Stone; This Wonder, LORD, thou hast devised, This wond'rous Work is thine alone! This Day is GOD's, let Songs ascending To Heav'n, be sent from ev'ry Voice: LORD, be thy Arm our Cause defending, And make us still in thee rejoice. 9 Who trusts in GOD, to be supported, Ev'n him let all th' Assembly bless; We, who have to his House resorted, Do freely wish you good Success. GOD is the LORD, in whose Salvation, We all both Light and Comfort find; Fast to the Horns, with Adoration, The Altar's Horns, the Victim bind. 10 Thou art my GOD, and I with Pleasure, Will ever praise thy holy Name; Thou art my GOD, my soul's great Treasure, Therefore I'll celebrate thy Fame! Oh, to the LORD be Praise addressed, Who doth so kind and gracious prove; For us, his People, he hath blessed, And crown'd with never ending Love. Topics: Description of Confidence of Believers in Dangers; Prophecies Of Jesus Christ, concerning his Coming and Government; Songs of Praise to God the coming of the Savior; Thanksgivings For Deliverances and Wonders, particular Languages: English Tune Title: [To God be endless Praise addressed]

Ye nations all, howe'er dispers'd, proclaim

Hymnal: New Version of the Psalms of David #CXVII (1756) Scripture: Psalm 118 Lyrics: 1 Ye nations all, howe'er dispers'd, proclaim Your maker's praise, and hymn his holy name; 2 His goodness and his clemency relate; Own, that your God is ever good, as great; That firm his truth, inviolate his word-- Ve scatter'd nations, hymn the living Lord Languages: English

Our sov'reign Lord, the great Jehovah praise

Hymnal: New Version of the Psalms of David #CXVIII (1756) Scripture: Psalm 118 Lyrics: 1 Our sov'reign Lord, the great Jehovah praise, Ye tribes, of Abr'ham the distinguish'd race; Blest Aaron's sons, that at his altar bow; Ye just, whose souls with heav'nly fervour glow; Sing, sing our sov'reign Lord in loftiest strains, And own, his clemency for ever reigns. 5 To him in dire calamity I pray'd; My voice he heard, and gave a speedy aid. 6 And he my help, while he my cause sustains, My soul the threats of haughty man disdains; 7 And he my help, I'll on that help rely, While direful ruin strikes the enemy. 8 'Tis safer far in his strong arm to trust, Than in the boasted strength of feeble dust; 9 On our great God 'tis safer to depend, Than have earth's mightiest monarch for our friend. 10 Me tho' the nations all around assail, I'll in th' assistance of his hand prevail; 11 Let them e'en with their utmost force assail; --His mercy aids--his David must prevail; 12 Tho' round me their broad banners they display, And swarm like bees upon a summer's day, By him supported, on their ranks I'll fly, And, spite of numbers, snatch the victory. 13 All your attempts, ye wicked, are in vain; The mighty God his servant will sustain; 14 He is my strength, the subject of my lay, My great salvation he, my prop, my stay; 15 The righteous all in my success rejoice, And to Jehovah's glory tune the voice; 16 Sing his strong arm, and his resistless hand, His arm, that crouded ranks in vain withstand; His valiant hand, that strikes the deadly blow, And pours severe destruction on the foe. 17 Fruitless thy infults, death;--thy shafts I dare; Long mall I live, and heav'n's high pow'r declare; 18 True; long his sad afflicting hand I bore; Yet still he sav'd me from thy ruthless pow'r. 19 Ope wide, ye holy priests, his temple-gate, That I may there his wond'rous works relate; 20 The gate by him belov'd, where wait the just, To shew in him their confidence and trust. 21 Thee, gracious God, I'll praise, for in my grief My voice thou heard'st, and gav'st a quick relief, 22 Me from the rageful foe didst thou protect; The stone which late the builders did reject, 'High in the lofty fabric now is plac'd, And shines conspicuous, far above the rest: 23 So wills th' almighty Lord; and what he wills, Our souls with wonder and with rapture fills. 24 Hail, happy day! hail, bright refulgent morn! That to the joy of all the earth wilt dawn! 25 Still favour, Lord, the king thou hast ordain'd; Bring all his efforts to a glorious end: 26 Thrice happy he, whom thou shalt send, to bless Thy favour'd people with eternal peace! Success attend him!--this the pray'r of all, That 'fore thy altar reverently fall. 27 For thou art God, the only pow'r divine; Thou bid'st thy glory on thy tribes to shine; Hear this, ye righteous, and loud anthems sing; And to his hallow'd dome your victims bring. 28 With heart, with voice, my God, will we adore Thy name, and sing thy praise, till time's no more: 29 Praise all Jehovah in sublimest strains; To all eternity his mercy reigns. Languages: English

Within the gates of God's abode

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms with occasional hymns (Charleston hymnal) #P.XXXV (1792) Scripture: Psalm 118:20-25 Lyrics: 1 Within the gates of God's abode, To which the righteous press, Since thou hast heard, and set us safe, Thy holy Name we'll bless. 2 That which the builders once refus'd Is now the corner-stone; This is the wond'rous work of God, The work of God alone. 3 This day is God's; let all the land Exalt their cheerful voice; Lord, we beseech thee, save us now, And make us still rejoice. 4 God is the Lord, through whom we all Both light and comfort find; Fast to the alter's horn, with cords, The chosen victim bind. Languages: English