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I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: A New Book of Hymns for the Use of the Methodist Episcopal and Other Churches #d111 (1879) Hymnal Title: A New Book of Hymns for the Use of the Methodist Episcopal and Other Churches Languages: English

I'll praise my Maker while I've breath

Hymnal: A New Hymnal for Colleges and Schools #3 (1992) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Hymnal Title: A New Hymnal for Colleges and Schools Languages: English Tune Title: Old 113th

I'll praise my Maker with my breath

Hymnal: A Pastor's Selection of Hymns and Tunes #292 (1859) Hymnal Title: A Pastor's Selection of Hymns and Tunes Languages: English

I'll praise my Maker while I've breath

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book, Designed as a Constant Companion for the Pious, Collected from Various Authors. 28th ed. #aCL (1806) Hymnal Title: A Pocket Hymn Book, Designed as a Constant Companion for the Pious, Collected from Various Authors. 28th ed.

I'll praise my Maker while I've breath

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CL (1788) Hymnal Title: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath; And when my voice is lost in death Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God: he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train: His truth for ever stands secure! He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. 3 The Lord pours eye-sight on the blind; The Lord supports the fainting mind; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace, He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 4 I'll praise him while he lend's me breath And when my voice is lost in death Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. Topics: Praise Languages: English

I'll praise my Maker with my while I've breath

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CL (1791) Hymnal Title: A Pocket Hymn Book Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God: he made the sky; And earth, and seas, with all their train? His truth for ever stands secure! He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. 3 The Lord pours eye-sight on the blind; The Lord supports the fainting mind; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace, He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath And when my voice is lost in death Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. Topics: Praise Languages: English

I'll praise my Maker while I've breath

Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #CL (1790) Hymnal Title: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God: he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train: His truth for ever stands secure! He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. 3 The Lord pours eye-sight on the blind; The Lord supports the fainting mind; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace, He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 4 I'll praise him while he lend's me breath, And when my voice is lost in death. Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. Topics: Praise Languages: English