Psalms 18:49
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[Psa 18:49] I Will Ever Sing Thy Praises
I will ever sing Thy praises,
Mighty God and gracious King;
Loud my heart its tribute raises,
And to Thee my psalms I sing;
Thou art King of all creation,
Every land and every nation;
“Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee,
Mighty God,” my song shall be!All the people shall proclaim Thee,
Sing Thy praise from shore to shore;
Every human heart shall name Thee,
God and King forevermore;
On Thy throne in heaven vaulted,
In Thy majesty exalted,
“Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee,
Mighty God,” my song shall be!When at last my feet have found Thee,
When at last I am Thy own;
When the ransomed hosts surround Thee,
On Thy great eternal throne;
When in yonder land of glory
Angels tell redemption’s story,
“Thousand, thousand thanks to Thee,
Mighty God,” my song shall be!Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 57:9
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[Psa 57:9] Sing, Ye Ransomed Nations, Sing
Sing, ye ransomed nations, sing
Praises to our new-born King;
Son of Man our Maker is,
Lord of Hosts and Prince of Peace.Lo! He lays His glory by,
Emptied of His majesty!
See the God Who all things made,
Humbly in a manger laid.Cast we off our needless fear,
Boldly to His cratch draw near;
Jesus is our flesh and bone,
God-with-Us is all our own.Let us then with angels gaze
On our new-born Monarch’s face,
With the choir celestial joined,
Shout the Savior of mankind.Son of Man, will He despise
Man’s well meaning sacrifice?
No; with condescending grace
He accepts His creature’s praise.Will His majesty disdain
The poor shepherd’s simple strain?
No; for Israel’s Shepherd He
Loves their artless melody.He will not refuse the song
Of the stammering infant’s tongue;
Babes He hears humanely mild,
Once Himself a little Child.Let us then our Prince proclaim,
Humbly chant Immanuel’s Name;
Publish at His wondrous birth
Praise in Heaven and peace on earth.Triumph in our Savior’s love,
Till He takes us up above,
All His majesty displays,
Shows us all His glorious face.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 61:8
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[Psa 61:8] Laborer’s Noon-day Hymn, The
Up to the throne of God is borne
The voice of praise at early morn,
And he accepts the punctual hymn
Sung as the light of day grows dim:Nor will He turn His ear aside
From holy offerings at noontide:
Then here reposing let us raise
A song of gratitude and praise.What though our burthen be not light,
We need not toil from morn to night;
The respite of the mid-day hour
Is in the thankful creature’s power.Blest are the moments, doubly blest,
That, drawn from this one hour of rest,
Are with a ready heart bestowed
Upon the service of our God!Each field is then a hallowed spot,
An altar is in each man’s cot,
A church in every grove that spreads
Its living roof above our heads.Look up to Heaven! the industrious sun
Already half his race hath run;
‘He’ cannot halt nor go astray,
But our immortal spirits may.Lord! since his rising in the East,
If we have faltered or transgressed,
Guide, from Thy love’s abundant source,
What yet remains of this day’s course:Help with Thy grace, through life’s short day,
Our upward and our downward way;
And glorify for us the west,
When we shall sink to final rest.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 66:4
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[Psa 66:4] And Truly It Is A Most Glorious Thing
And truly it is a most glorious thing
Thus to hear men pray and God’s praises sing,
O how great comfort is it now to see—
The churches to enjoy full liberty.
And to have the Gospel preachèd here with power,
And such wolves repelled as all would else devour.But God will still for His people provide
Such as be able them to help and guide,
If they cleave to Him and do not forsake—
His laws and truth and their own ways do take.
If thou hast viewed the camp of Israel,
How God in the wilderness with them did dwell.His great and marvelous works they here saw,
And He them taught in His most holy law,
A small emblem hereof thou mayest see,
How God hath dealt with them in some degree,
For much of Himself they now there have seen,
And marvelous to them His works have been.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 66:4] Earth, With All Thy Thousand Voices
Earth, with all thy thousand voices,
Praise in songs th’eternal King;
Praise His Name, whose praise rejoices
Ears that hear, and tongues that sing.
Lord, from each far-peopled dwelling,
Earth shall raise the glad acclaim;
All shall kneel, Thy greatness telling,
Sing Thy praise and bless Thy Name.Come and hear the wondrous story,
How our mighty God of old,
In the terrors of His glory,
Back the flowing billows rolled;
Walked within the threatening waters,
Free we passed the upright wave,
Then was joy to Israel’s daughters,
Loud they sang His power to save.Bless the Lord, who ever liveth;
Sound His praise through every land,
Who our dying souls reviveth,
By Whose arm upheld we stand.
Now upon this cheerful morrow
We Thine altars will adorn,
And the gifts we vowed in sorrow
Pay on joy’s returning morn.Come, each faithful soul, who fearest,
Him Who fills th’eternal throne:
Hear, rejoicing while thou hearest,
What our God for us hath done;
When we made our supplication,
When our voice in prayer was strong,
Then we found His glad salvation;
And His mercy fills our tongue.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 66:4] Let All The World In Every Corner Sing
Let all the world in every corner sing, my God and King!
The heavens are not too high, His praise may thither fly,
The earth is not too low, His praises there may grow.
Let all the world in every corner sing, my God and King!Let all the world in every corner sing, my God and King!
The church with psalms must shout, no door can keep them out;
But, above all, the heart must bear the longest part.
Let all the world in every corner sing, my God and King!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 66:4] Lord God, We Worship Thee
Lord God, we worship Thee!
In loud and happy chorus
We praise Thy love and power,
Whose goodness reigneth o’er us.
To Heav’n our song shall soar,
Forever shall it be
Resounding o’er and o’er:
Lord God, we worship Thee!Lord God, we worship Thee!
For Thou our land defendest;
Thou pourest down Thy grace,
And strife and war Thou endest;
Since golden peace, O Lord,
Thou grantest us to see,
Our land, with one accord,
Lord God, gives thanks to Thee!Lord God, we worship Thee!
And pray Thee, who hast blest us,
That we may live in peace,
And none henceforth molest us:
O crown us with Thy love;
Fulfill our cry to Thee:
Our Father, grant our prayer;
Lord God, we worship Thee!Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 66:4] Sing To The Great Jehovah’s Praise
Sing to the great Jehovah’s praise!
All praise to Him belongs:
Who kindly lengthens out our days
Demands our choicest songs.His providence hath brought us through
Another various year:
We all with vows and anthems new
Before our God appear.Father, Thy mercies past we own;
Thy still continued care;
To Thee presenting, through Thy Son,
Whate’er we have or own.Our lips and lives shall gladly show
The wonders of Thy love,
While on in Jesu’s steps we go
To see Thy face above.Our residue of days or hours
Thine, wholly Thine, shall be;
And all our consecrated powers
A sacrifice to be:Till Jesus in the clouds appear
To saints on earth forgiven,
And bring the grand Sabbatic year,
The jubilee of Heaven.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 69:30
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[Psa 69:30] O Lord, All Glorious, Life Of Life
O Lord, all glorious, Life of life!
To Thee we raise our grateful song;
Lift up our souls from thoughts of self
To Thee, to Whom all lives belong.Below all depths Thy mercy lies,
Above all heights Thy love ascends;
Thy providence our path surrounds,
Thy watchful care each step attends.From Thee all good desires proceed,
All holy thoughts we gain from Thee;
The good we do is Thine alone,
Thine shall our heart’s thanksgiving be.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 69:30] Raise The Song
Raise the song, raise the song, sound it far and near,
Let the notes of rapture swell
With the joyful words they tell;
Raise the song, raise the song, happy anthems bring,
Telling all who hear the call, the Lord is King.Refrain
Bring, merrily bring, voices and hearts to join the song,
Sing, merrily sing, raising a chorus full and strong;
Ring, merrily ring, echoing bells from Heaven ring!
Joy we raise in a song of praise to Christ our King.Raise the song, raise the song, over land and sea,
So our music may impart
Joy renewed in every heart;
Raise the song, raise the song, set the echoes free,
Words of praise, thro’ all our days, our song shall be.Refrain
Raise the song, raise the song, see the banners sway!
May they ever brightly shine
Glowing with a light divine;
Raise the song, raise the song, joyful anthems bring,
Music sweet must ever greet the Lord, our King.Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 71:23
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[Psa 71:23] Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee
Joyful, joyful, we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love;
Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee, opening to the sun above.
Melt the clouds of sin and sadness; drive the dark of doubt away;
Giver of immortal gladness, fill us with the light of day!All Thy works with joy surround Thee, earth and heaven reflect Thy rays,
Stars and angels sing around Thee, center of unbroken praise.
Field and forest, vale and mountain, flowery meadow, flashing sea,
Singing bird and flowing fountain call us to rejoice in Thee.Thou art giving and forgiving, ever blessing, ever blessed,
Wellspring of the joy of living, ocean depth of happy rest!
Thou our Father, Christ our Brother, all who live in love are Thine;
Teach us how to love each other, lift us to the joy divine.Mortals, join the happy chorus, which the morning stars began;
Father love is reigning o’er us, brother love binds man to man.
Ever singing, march we onward, victors in the midst of strife,
Joyful music leads us Sunward in the triumph song of life.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 71:23] Since I Have Been Redeemed
I have a song I love to sing,
Since I have been redeemed,
Of my Redeemer, Savior King,
Since I have been redeemed.Refrain
Since I have been redeemed,
Since I have been redeemed,
I will glory in His Name,
Since I have been redeemed,
I will glory in the Savior’s Name.I have a Christ Who satisfies
Since I have been redeemed,
To do His will my highest prize,
Since I have been redeemed.Refrain
I have a witness bright and clear,
Since I have been redeemed,
Dispelling every doubt and fear,
Since I have been redeemed.Refrain
I have a home prepared for me,
Since I have been redeemed,
Where I shall dwell eternally,
Since I have been redeemed.Refrain
I have a joy I can’t express,
Since I have been redeemed,
All through His blood and righteousness,
Since I have been redeemed.Refrain
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[Psa 71:23] Sing, My Soul!
Sing, my soul! proclaim the holy rapture
Bursting now from every chord of thine;
Angel choirs, their highest numbers waking,
Never told the bliss of a joy like mine.Refrain
Saved and redeemed, thro’ simple faith in Jesus!
Now I am His, and He abides in me;
Saved and redeemed!Oh, shout aloud the story;
Hid with Him forevermore my life shall be.Sing, my soul! the Rock whereon thou standest,
Firm, unmoved, thy anchored hope shall keep;
He, thy Lord, still walking on the billow,
Calms the troubled wave like a child to sleep.Refrain
Hark, my soul! from distant realms eternal,
Borne in light on faith’s celestial wing,
Love’s glad songs to thee are gently wafted,
Songs that by and by thou wilt learn to sing.Refrain
Look, my soul! the morrow’s dawn is breaking;
Hail, oh, hail, thy heav’n on earth begun!
He, the Lord, such heights of joy revealing,
Holds the blessèd crown that will soon be won.Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 135:3
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[Psa 135:3] Tell The Blessèd News
I’m a sinner, saved by grace,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
I shall see my Savior’s face,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Tell the blessèd news around
Unto earth’s remotest bound,
I was lost, but now I’m found,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!I have found a precious Friend,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
He will keep me to the end,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Jesus is so dear to me,
Such a loving Friend is He,
And will ever faithful be,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!Jesus helps me when I fall,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Ever hears me when I call,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
He doth all my sorrows share
And will all my burdens bear,
Cheers me when I’m in despair,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!He has many blessings giv’n,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
I shall have a home in Heav’n,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
If I always do my best,
I shall have a glorious rest,
Live forever with the blest,
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 135:3] Yes, God Is Good
Yes, God is good; in earth and sky,
From ocean depths and spreading wood,
Ten thousand voices seem to cry,
“God made us all, and God is good.”The sun that keeps his trackless way
And downward pours his golden flood,
Night’s sparkling hosts, all seem to say,
In accents clear, that God is good.The merry birds prolong the strain,
Their song with every spring renewed;
And balmy air, and falling rain,
Each softly whispers, “God is good.”I hear it in the rushing breeze;
The hills that have for ages stood,
The echoing sky and roaring seas,
All swell the chorus, God is good.Yes, God is good, all nature says,
By God’s own hand with speech endued;
And man, in louder notes of praise,
Should sing for joy that God is good.For all Thy gifts we bless Thee, Lord,
But chiefly for our heavenly food;
Thy pardoning grace, Thy quickening word,
These prompt our song, that God is good.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 147:1
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[Psa 147:1] O Could I Speak The Matchless Worth
O could I speak the matchless worth,
O could I sound the glories forth which in my Savior shine!
I’d sing His glorious righteousness, and magnify the wondrous grace
Which made salvation mine, which made salvation mine.I’d sing the precious blood He spilt,
My ransom from the dreadful guilt of sin, and wrath divine;
I’d sing His glorious righteousness, in which all perfect, heavenly dress
My soul shall ever shine, my soul shall ever shine.I’d sing the characters He bears,
And all the forms of love He wears, exalted on His throne;
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would to everlasting days
Make all His glories known, make all His glories known.Soon, the delightful day will come
When my dear Lord will bring me home, and I shall see His face;
Then with my Savior, Brother, Friend, a blessèd eternity I’ll spend,
Triumphant in His grace, triumphant in His grace.Oh could I speak the matchless worth,
Oh could I sound the glories forth,
Which in my Saviour shine!
I’d soar, and touch the heavenly strings
And vie with Gabriel while he sings
In notes almost divine.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 147:1] O Sing Ye Hallelujah
O sing ye hallelujah! ’Tis good our God to praise.
’Tis pleasant and becoming to Him our songs to raise;
He builds the walls of Zion, He seeks her wandering sons;
He binds their wounds and comforts the brokenhearted ones.The starry hosts He numbers, He calls them all by name;
His greatness and His wisdom His wondrous works proclaim;
The meek He lifts to honor, He humbles sinful pride.
Give thanks to Him and utter His praises far and wide.The heav’ns with clouds He covers, He sends the cheering rain;
The slopes of all the mountains He fills with grass and grain;
To beast and bird His goodness their daily food supplies;
He cares for all His creatures, attentive to their cries.No human power delights Him, no earthly pomp or pride;
He loves the meek who fear Him and in His love confide;
Then praise thy God, O Zion, His gracious aid confess;
He gives thee peace and plenty, His gifts thy children bless.He sends His swift commandment, and snow and ice enfold
The world, and none are able to stand before His cold.
Again He gives commandment: The winds of summer blow,
The snow and ice are melted, again the waters flow.His statues and His judgments He makes His people know;
To them as to no others His grace He loves to show;
For matchless grace and mercy your grateful praises bring;
To give Him thanks forever and hallelujah sing.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 147:1] Praise Ye The Lord, For It Is Good
Praise ye the Lord, for it is good
To sing unto our God;
’Tis right and pleasant for His saints
To tell His praise abroad.
The Lord our God builds up His Church,
He seeks her wandering sons;
He binds their wounds and gently heals
The broken-hearted ones.Our Lord is great, He calls by name
And counts the stars of night;
His wisdom is unsearchable,
And wondrous is His might.
The Lord upholds the poor and meek,
He brings the wicked low;
Sing praise to Him and give Him thanks
And all His goodness show.No human might, no earthly pride
Delights the Lord above;
In them that fear Him He delights,
In them that trust His love.
O Zion, praise the Lord thy God,
His wondrous love confess;
He is thy glory and thy strength,
He will thy children bless.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 147:1] Praise Ye The Lord, ’tis Good To Raise
Praise ye the Lord; ’tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in His praise;
His nature and His works invite
To make this duty our delight.The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
And gathers nations to His Name;
His mercy melts the stubborn soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.He formed the stars, those heav’nly flames;
He counts their numbers, calls their names;
His wisdom’s vast, and knows no bound,
A deep where all our thoughts are drowned.Great is our Lord, and great His might;
And all His glories infinite:
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And treads the wicked to the dust.Sing to the Lord, exalt Him high,
Who spreads His clouds all round the sky;
There He prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn;
The beasts with food His hands supply,
And the young ravens when they cry.What is the creature’s skill or force,
The sprightly man, the warlike horse,
The nimble wit, the active limb?
All are too mean delights for Him.But saints are lovely in His sight,
He views His children with delight;
He sees their hope, He knows their fear,
And looks, and loves His image there.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 147:1] With Songs And Honors Sounding Loud
With songs and honors sounding loud,
Address the Lord on high;
Over the heav’ns He spreads His cloud,
And waters veil the sky.He sends His showers of blessing down
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,
And corn in valleys grow.He gives the grazing ox his meat,
He hears the raven’s cry;
But man, who tastes His finest wheat,
Should raise His honors high.His steady counsels change the face
Of the declining year;
He bids the sun cut short his race,
And wintry days appear.His hoary frost, His fleecy snow,
Descend and clothe the ground;
The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.When from the dreadful stores on high
He pours the rattling hail,
The wretch that dares this God defy
Shall find his courage fail.He sends His Word, and melts the snow,
The fields no longer mourn;
He calls the warmer gales to blow,
And bids the spring return.The changing wind, the flying cloud,
Obey His mighty Word:
With songs and honors sounding loud,
Praise ye the sovereign Lord.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 147:1] With Gladness We Worship
With gladness we worship, rejoice as we sing,
Free hearts and free voices, how blessèd to bring!
The old thankful story shall seek Thine abode,
Thou King of all glory, most bountiful God!Renewed by Thy Spirit, redeemed by Thy Son,
Thy children would bless Thee for all Thou hast done:
O Father, returning to love and to light,
Our spirits are yearning to praise Thee aright.Thy right would we give Thee, true homage Thy due,
And honor eternal, the universe through:
With all Thy creation, earth, heaven and sea,
In one acclamation we glorify Thee.We join with the angels, and so there is giv’n,
From earth, Alleluia, in answer to Heav’n.
Amen! Be Thou glorious below and above,
Redeeming, victorious, and infinite Love!Play source: Cyberhymnal
Psalms 149:1
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[Psa 149:1] O Praise Ye The Lord
O praise ye the Lord! praise Him in the height;
Rejoice in His Word, ye angels of light;
Ye heavens, adore Him by Whom ye were made,
And worship before Him in brightness arrayed.O praise ye the Lord! Praise Him upon earth,
In tuneful accord, ye sons of new birth;
Praise Him Who hath brought you His grace from above,
Praise Him Who hath taught you to sing of His love.O praise ye the Lord! All things that give sound;
Each jubilant chord re-echo around;
Loud organs, His glory forth tell in deep tone,
And sweet harp, the story of what He hath done.O praise ye the Lord! Thanksgiving and song
To Him be outpoured all ages along!
For love in creation, for Heaven restored,
For grace of salvation, O praise ye the Lord!O praise ye the Lord and sing a new song,
Amid all His saints His praises prolong;
The praise of their Maker His people shall sing,
And children of Zion rejoice in their King.With timbrel and harp and joyful acclaim,
With gladness and mirth, sing praise to His Name,
For God in His people His pleasure doth seek,
With robes of salvation He clotheth the meek.In glory exult, ye saints of the Lord;
With songs in the night, high praises accord;
Go forth in His service, be strong in His might,
To conquer all evil and stand for the right.For this is His Word: His saints shall not fail,
But over the earth their power shall prevail;
All kingdoms and nations shall yield to their sway.
To God give the glory and praise Him for aye.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 149:1] Redeemed, Restored, Forgiven
Redeemed, restored, forgiven,
Through Jesus’ precious blood,
Heirs of His home in heaven,
Oh, praise our pardoning God!
Praise Him in tuneful measures
Who gave His Son to die;
Praise Him Whose sev’nfold treasures
Enrich and sanctify.Once on the dreary mountain
We wandered far and wide,
Far from the cleansing fountain,
Far from the piercèd side;
But Jesus sought and found us
And washed our guilt away;
With cords of love He bound us
To be His own for aye.Dear Master, Thine the glory
Of each recovered soul,
Ah! who can tell the story
Of love that made us whole?
Not ours, not ours, the merit;
Be Thine alone the praise
And ours a thankful spirit
To serve Thee all our days.Now keep us, holy Savior,
In Thy true love and fear
And grant us of Thy favor
The grace to persevere
Till, in Thy new creation,
Earth’s time-long travail o’er,
We find our full salvation
And praise Thee evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 149:1] Sing To The Lord A Joyful Song
Sing to the Lord a joyful song,
Lift up your hearts, your voices raise;
To us His gracious gifts belong,
To Him our songs of love and praise.For life and love, for rest and food,
For daily help and nightly care,
Sing to the Lord, for He is good,
And praise His Name, for it is fair.For strength to those who on Him wait,
His truth to prove, His will to do,
Praise ye our God, for He is great,
Trust in His Name, for it is true.For joys untold, that from above
Cheer those who love His sweet employ,
Sing to our God, for He is love,
Exalt His Name, for it is joy.For He is Lord of Heav’n and earth,
Whom angels serve and saints adore,
The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
To Whom be praise forevermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Psa 149:1] Ye Who His Temple Throng
Ye who His temple throng, Jehovah’s praise prolong,
New anthems sing;
Ye saints with joy declare, your Maker’s loving care
And let the children there joy in their King.O let His Name employ your every note of joy,
His praises speak;
He looks with loving face upon His chosen race,
And will with every grace adorn the meek.Ye saints your joy proclaim and glory in the Name
Of God above;
And when the daylight dies, ere sleep shall close your eyes,
Let praise to God arise for all His love.Play source: Cyberhymnal
