1 Come, let us praise the Lord,
with joy our God acclaim,
his greatness tell abroad
and bless his saving name.
Lift high your songs before his throne
to whom alone all praise belongs.
2 Our God of matchless worth,
our King beyond compare,
the deepest bounds of earth,
the hills, are in his care.
He all decrees, who by his hand
prepared the land and formed the seas.
3 In worship bow the knee,
our glorious God confess;
the great Creator, he,
the Lord our Righteousness.
He reigns unseen: his flock he feeds
and gently leads in pastures green.
4 Come, hear his voice today,
receive what love imparts;
his holy will obey and harden not your hearts.
His ways are best; and lead at last,
all troubles past, to perfect rest.
|First Line:||Come, let us praise the Lord|
|Title:||Come, Let Us Praise the Lord|
|Paraphraser:||Timothy Dudley-Smith (1981)|
|Scripture:||Psalm 95:1-8; Matthew 11:28-30|
|Copyright:||Words © Hope Publishing Company|