Praise to the Lord, the Almighty,
the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy
health and salvation!
All ye who hear,
brothers and sisters draw near;
praise him in glad adoration!
Praise to the Lord, who o’er all
things so wondrously reigneth,
shelters thee under his wings,
yea, so gently sustaineth
Hast thou not seen
How thy heart’s longings have been
granted in what he ordaineth?
Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper
thy work and defend thee,
surely his goodness and mercy
here daily attend thee:
ponder anew
What the Almighty can do,
Who with His love doth befriend thee.
Praise to the Lord, who, when
darkness of sin is abounding,
Who, when the godless do triumph,
all virtue confounding,
sheddeth His light,
chaseth the horrors of night,
saints with His mercy surrounding.
Praise to the Lord! O, let all that
is in me adore Him!
all that hath life and breath, come
now with praises before Him!
let the amen
sound from His people again;
gladly for aye we adore Him.