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 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 doth nourish thy life and restore thee
Fitting thee well for the tasks that are ever before thee
Then to thy need
He like a mother doth speed
Spreading the wings of grace o'er thee
Praise to the Lord, who when tempests their warfare are waging
Who, when the elements madly around thee are raging
Biddeth them cease
Turneth their fury to peace
Whirlwinds and waters assuaging
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
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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
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