17. Praise Ye the Lord

1. Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise
Your hearts and voices in His praise;
His nature and His works invite
To make this duty our delight.
To make this duty our delight.

2. He form'd 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 drown'd.
A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd.

3. Sing to the Lord, exalt Him high,
Who spreads His clouds along the sky;
There He prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.

4. 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.
And the young ravens when they cry.

5. And Saints are lovely in His sight;
He views His children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fears,
And looks and loves His image there.
And looks and loves His image there.

Text Information
First Line: Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise
Title: Praise Ye the Lord
Author: Watts
Language: English
Publication Date: 1919
Tune Information
Name: [Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise]
Composer: Dr. Lowel Mason
Incipit: 13511 21716 71765
Key: D Major



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