Praise Ye the Lord (Crosby)

lyricist: Fanny Crosby, 1881
Composer: William Kirkpatrick

Praise ye the Lord

the hope of our sal­va­tion;

Praise ye the Lord

our soul’s abid­ing trust;

Great are His works and won­der­ful His coun­sels;

Praise ye the Lord

the on­ly wise and just.

Praise ye the Lord

our strength and our Re­deem­er

Praise ye the Lord

His migh­ty love re­call

Tell how He came from bond­age to de­liv­er

Tell how He came to pur­chase life for all.

Praise ye the Lord

for good it is to praise Him;

O let the earth His ma­jes­ty pro­claim;

Shout

shout for joy and bow the knee be­fore Him;

Sing to the harp and mag­ni­fy His name.

Praise ye the Lord

whose throne is ev­er­last­ing;

Praise ye the Lord

whose gifts are ev­er new;

Praise ye the Lord

whose ten­der mer­cy fall­eth

Pure as the rain and gen­tle as the dew.

Praise ye the Lord

oh

glo­ry hal­le­lu­jah!

Praise ye the Lord

whose king­dom has no end;

Praise ye the Lord

who watch­eth o’er the faith­ful

Praise ye the Lord

our nev­er chang­ing friend.

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