Praise Ye, Praise Ye the Lord

Praise ye

praise ye the Lord

In yon­der heav’n­ly height;

Ye an­gels

all His hosts

In joy­ful praise unite;

O sun and moon

de­clare His might

Show forth His praise

ye stars of light.

Praise Him

ye high­est heav’ns

Praise Him

ye clouds that roll

Created by His pow’r and un­der His con­trol

Ye heav’ns that stand eter­nal­ly

Established by His firm de­cree.

Ye crea­tures in the sea

And crea­tures on the earth

Your migh­ty mak­er praise

And tell His match­less worth;

Praise Him

ye stor­my winds that blow

Ye fire and hail

ye rain and snow.

Ye hills and mount­ains

praise

Each tree and beast and bird;

Ye kings and realms of earth

Now let your praise be heard;

By high and low

by young and old

Be all His praise and glo­ry told.

By all let God be praised

For He alone is great;

Above the earth and Heav’n

He reigns in glo­ri­ous state;

Praise Him ye saints

who know His grace

And ev­er dwell be­fore His face.