Praise and Gratitude

Verse 1

Oh, praise the Lord in that blest Place From whence his Goodness largely flows; Praise him in Heav'n, where now his face Unveil'd, in perfect glory shows.

Verse 2

Praise him for all his mighty acts, Which he in our behalf has done; His Kindness this return exacts, With which our praise should equal run.

Verse 3

Let him the trumpet's warlike voice Make rocks and hills his praise rebound; Praise him with harp's melodious noise, And gentle psalt'ry's silver sound.

Verse 4

Let youthful troops soft timbrels bring, And some with graceful motion dance; Let instruments of various strings, With organs joined, his praise advance.

Verse 5

Let them with joyful hymns compose, To cymbals set their songs of praise; Cymbals of common use, and those That loudly sound on solemn days.

Verse 6

Let all who vital breath enjoy, The breath he does to them afford, In just returns of praise employ; Let ev'ry creature praise the Lord.