In God’s own house pronounce his praise,
His grace he there reveals;
To heav’n your joy and wonder raise,
For there his glory dwells

In God’s own house pronounce his praise,
His grace he there reveals;
To heav’n your joy and wonder raise,
For there his glory dwells
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.
The Lord takes pleasure in the just,
Whom sinners treat with scorn;
The meek that lie despised in dust
Salvation shall adorn.
Praise[a] the Lord! Sing to the Lord a new song,And His praise in the assembly of saints. 2 Let Israel rejoice in their Maker;Let the children of Zion be joyful in their King.3 Let them praise His name with the dance;Let them sing praises to Him with the timbrel and harp.4 For the Lord takes pleasure in […]
Thou sun with dazzling rays,
And moon that rules the night,
Shine to your Maker’s praise,
With stars of twinkling light:
Praise the Lord from the heavens;
Praise Him in the heights!
Great is our Lord, and mighty in power;
His understanding is infinite.
The Lord lifts up the humble;
He casts the wicked down to the ground.
The Lord gives eyesight to the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind.
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow, and the fatherless.
Sweet is the memory of thy grace,
My God, my heav’nly King;
Let age to age thy righteousness
In sounds of glory sing.
Long as I live I’ll bless thy name,
My King, my God of love;
My work and joy shall be the same
In the bright world above.
The Lord upholds all who fall,
And raises up all who are bowed down.
Blessed be the Lord my Rock,
Who trains my hands for war