A Song of Praise (Fry)

Let the gates of praise be op­en

Sounding forth the joy with­in:

Shout and sing

the Lord hath spok­en

For He saves and keeps from sin.

Praise Him in the sanc­tu­ary

Praise Him in our song and pray­er

Praise Him

day and night ad­ore Him

Praise Him

praise Him ev­ery­where.

When our hearts are full of glad­ness

Which we joy­ful­ly pro­claim

How it cheers the sad and lone­ly!

How it mag­ni­fies His name!

Praise Him when the heart is hea­vy

For His child­ren near or far;

Joyfully we’ll bear their bur­den

To our God who an­swers pray­er.

When dark clouds ab­ove us hov­er

And the hosts of hell are near

Shout His prais­es

hal­le­lu­jah!

Christ will make them dis­ap­pear.

Praise Him for the love He’s giv­en

Praise Him while He lend­eth breath;

Praise Him round the throne in Heav­en

Praise Him through the vale of death.