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,
Now to His temple draw near; Join me 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 desires e’er have been,
Granted in what He ordaineth?
Praise to the Lord, who has fearfully, Wondrously made thee!
Decked thee with health, and with loving hand guided and stayed thee; How oft in grief,
Hath not He brought thee relief, Spreading His wings for to shade thee!
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.
Praise to the Lord, who do prosper thy work and defend thee.
Surely, His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee.
What the Almighty can do,
If with His love He befriend thee.
Praise to the Lord, Who, when tempests their warfare are waging, Who when the elements madly aroud thee are raging,
Biddeth them cease, Turneth their fury to peace, Whirlwinds and waters assuaging.
Praise to the Lord, who when Darkness and sin is abounding. Who, when the Godless do triumph, All virtue comfounding.
Sheddeth His Light,
Chaseth the horrors of night,
Saints with His mercy surrounding.