A gladsome hymn of praise we sing,
And thankfully we gather
To bless the love of God above,
Our everlasting Father.

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In Him rejoice with heart and voice
Whose glory fadeth never,
Whose providence is our defense,
Who lives and loves forever.

From shades of night He calls the light,
And from the sod the flower;
From every cloud His blessings break
In sunshine or in shower.

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Full in His sight His children stand,
By His strong arm defended,
And He Whose wisdom guides the world,
Our footsteps hath attended.

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For nothing falls unknown to Him,
Or care or joy or sorrow,
And He Whose mercy ruled the past
Will be our stay tomorrow.

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Then praise the Lord with one accord,
To His great Name give glory,
And of His never changing love
Repeat the wondrous story.

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Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
In His temple God be praised;
In the high and heavenly places
Be the sounding anthem raised.

Hallelujah! Praise Jehovah
For His mighty acts of fame;
Excellent His might and greatness;
Fitting praises then proclaim.

Hallelujah! Praise Jehovah
With the trumpet’s joyful sound;
Praise with harp and praise with viol,
Let His glorious praise abound.

Hallelujah! Praise Jehovah,
With the flute His praises sing;
Praise Him with the clanging cymbals,
Let them with His praises ring.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
All that breathe, Jehovah praise;
Let the voices God has given
Joyful anthems to Him raise.

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
In His temple God be praised;
In the high and heavenly places
Be the sounding anthem raised.

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Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Amen.

Hallelujah! Praise Jehovah
For His mighty acts of fame;
Excellent His might and greatness;
Fitting praises then proclaim

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Hallelujah! Praise Jehovah
With the trumpet’s joyful sound;
Praise with harp and praise with organ,
Let His glorious praise abound.

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Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
All that breathe, Jehovah praise;
Let the voices God has given
Joyful anthems to Him raise.

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Praise the Lord Who reigns above and keeps His court below;
Praise the holy God of love and all His greatness show;
Praise Him for His noble deeds; praise Him for His matchless power;
Him from Whom all good proceeds let earth and heaven adore.

Publish, spread to all around the great Jehovah’s name,
Let the trumpet’s martial sound the Lord of hosts proclaim:
Praise Him in the sacred dance, harmony’s full concert raise,
Let the virgin choir advance, and move but to His praise.

Celebrate th’eternal God with harp and psaltery,
Timbrels soft and cymbals loud in this high praise agree;
Praise with every tuneful string; all the reach of heavenly art,
All the powers of music bring, the music of the heart.

God, in Whom they move and live, let every creature sing,
Glory to their Maker give, and homage to their King.
Hallowed be Thy Name beneath, as in heaven on earth adored;
Praise the Lord in every breath, let all things praise the Lord.

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation!
All ye who hear, now to His temple draw near;
Praise Him in glad adoration.

Praise to the Lord, who over all things so wondrously reigneth,
Shelters thee under His wings, yea, so gently sustaineth!
Hast thou not seen how thy desires ever have been
Granted in what He ordaineth?

Praise to the Lord, who hath fearfully, wondrously, made thee;
Health hath vouchsafed and, when heedlessly falling, hath stayed thee.
What need or grief ever hath failed of relief?
Wings of His mercy did shade thee.

Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper thy work and defend thee;
Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee.
Ponder anew what the Almighty can do,
If with His love He befriend thee.

Praise to the Lord, who, when tempests their warfare are waging,
Who, when the elements madly around thee are raging,
Biddeth them cease, turneth their fury to peace,
Whirlwinds and waters assuaging.

Praise to the Lord, who, when darkness of sin is abounding,
Who, when the godless do triumph, all virtue confounding,
Sheddeth His light, chaseth the horrors of night,
Saints with His mercy surrounding.

Praise to the Lord, O let all that is in me adore Him!
All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him.
Let the Amen sound from His people again,
Gladly for aye we adore Him.

Sing praise to the Lord! Praise Him in the height;
Rejoice in His Word, you angels of light.
You heavens, adore Him by Whom you were made,
And worship before Him in brightness arrayed.

Sing praise to the Lord! Praise Him on the earth
In tuneful accord, you saints of new birth.
Praise Him Who has brought you His grace from above;
Praise Him Who has taught you to sing of His love.

Sing praise to the Lord! All things that give sound,
Each jubilant chord, re-echo around.
Loud organs, His glory tell forth in deep tone,
And trumpets, the story of what He has done.

Sing praise to the Lord! Thanksgiving and song
To Him be outpoured all ages along!
For love in creation, for Heaven restored,
For grace of salvation, sing praise to the Lord!

Infinite excellence Is Thine
Thou lovely Prince of grace!
Thy uncreated beauties shine
With never-fading rays.

Sinners from earth’s remotest end
Come bending at Thy feet;
To Thee their prayers and vows ascend;
In Thee their wishes meet.

Thy Name as precious ointment shed,
Delights the church around;
Sweetly the sacred odor spreads
Through all Immanuel’s ground.

Millions of happy spirits live
On Thy exhaustless store;
From Thee they all their bliss receive,
And still Thou givest more.

Thou are their triumph and their joy,
They find their all in Thee;
Thy glories will their tongues employ
To all eternity.

Wake every tuneful string,
Let every creature sing,
Praise ye, praise ye,
Praise ye the Lord;
Maker of earth and sea,
We lift our hearts to Thee,
With lofty melody;
Praise ye the Lord.

Great His eternal Name,
Now and for aye the same;
Praise ye, praise ye,
Praise ye the Lord;
Firm as the mountain band
Girding the fertile land,
His truth shall ever stand;
Praise ye the Lord.

He spake, and it was done,
His arm the vict’ry won;
Praise ye, praise ye,
Praise ye the Lord;
He, from sepulchral night
Lifting the soul to light,
Crowns it with glory bright;
Praise ye the Lord.

Angels around His throne,
Making His wonders known,
Praise ye, praise ye,
Praise ye the Lord;
O ye redeemed on high,
Down thro’ the azure sky
Echo the glad reply—
Praise ye the Lord.