Glorious Make His Praise

Verse 1

All lands to God in joyful sounds, aloft your voices raise.

Verse 2

Sing forth the honor of his name, and glorious make his praise.

Verse 3

Say unto God, How terrible in all thy works art thou! Through thy great pow'r thy foes to thee shall be constrained to bow.

Verse 4

All on the earth shall worship thee, they shall thy praise proclaim In songs: they shall sing cheerfully unto thy holy name.

Verse 5

Come, and the works that God hath wrought with admiration see: In's working to the sons of men most terrible is he.

Verse 6

Into dry land the sea he turned, and they a passage had; Ev'n marching through the flood on foot, there we in him were glad.

Verse 7

He ruleth ever by his pow'r; his eyes the nations see: O let not the rebellious ones lift up themselves on high.

Verse 8

Ye people, bless our God; aloud the voice speak of his praise:

Verse 9

Our soul in life who safe preserves, our foot from sliding stays.

Verse 10

For thou didst prove and try us, Lord, as men do silver try;

Verse 11

Brought'st us into the net, and mad'st bands on our loins to lie.

Verse 12

Thou hast caused men ride o'er our heads; and though that we did pass Through fire and water, yet thou brought'st us to a wealthy place.

Verse 13

I'll bring burnt-off'rings to thy house; to thee my vows I'll pay,

Verse 14

Which my lips uttered, my mouth spake, when trouble on me lay.

Verse 15

Burnt-sacrifices of fat rams with incense I will bring; Of bullocks and of goats I will present an offering.

Verse 16

All that fear God, come, hear, I'll tell what he did for my soul.

Verse 17

I with my mouth unto him cried, my tongue did him extol.

Verse 18

If in my heart I sin regard, the Lord me will not hear:

Verse 19

But surely God me heard, and to my prayèr's voice gave ear.

Verse 20

O let the Lord, our gracious God, for ever blessèd be, Who turnèd not my prayer from him, nor yet his grace from me.