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My Soul, Praise the Lord

Author: William Kethe Appears in 12 hymnals First Line: My soul, praise the Lord, O God, Thou art great

My soul, praise the Lord, speak good of his name

Appears in 46 hymnals Used With Tune: LYONS

Author: William Kethe Appears in 3 hymnals First Line: My soul praise the Lord, Speak good of his Name (Kethe) Lyrics: 1 My soul, Praise the Lord, speak good of his Name O Lord our great God, how dost thou appear! So passing in glory, that great is thy fame, Honor and Majesty in thee shine most clear. 2 With light as a robe thou hast thyself clad, Whereby all the earth thy greatness may see: The heav'ns in such sort thou also hast spread, That they to a curtain compar-ed may be. 3 His chamber-beams lie in the clouds full sure, Which as his chariots are made him to bear: And there with much swiftness his course doth endure, Upon the wings riding of winds in the air. 4 He maketh his spirits as heralds to go, And lightnings to serve we see also pressed; His will to accomplish they run to and fro, To save or consume things as seemeth him best. 5 He groundeth the earth so firmly and fast, That it once to move none shall have such pow'r The deep a fair cov'ring for it made thou hast, Which by its own nature the hills would devour. 6 But at thy rebuke the waters do flee, And so give due place thy word to obey: At thy voice of thunder so fearful they be, That in their great raging they haste soon away. 7 The mountains full high they then up ascend, If thou do but speak, thy word they fulfil: So likewise the valleys most quickly descend, Where thou them appointest, remain they do still: 8 Their bounds thou hast set how far they shall run, So that in their rage not that pass they can: For God hath appointed they shall not return The earth to destroy more, which made was for man. The Second Part. 9 He sendeth his springs to strong streams or lakes, Which run do full swift among the huge hills; Where both the wild asses their thirst often slakes, And beasts of the mountains thereof drink their fills. 10 By these pleasant springs and rivers most clear, The fowls of the air abide shall and dwell; Who moved by nature do hop here and there, Among the green branches their songs shall excel. 11 The mountains to moist the clouds he doth use. The earth with his works is wholly replete: So as the brute cattle he doth not refuse, But grass doth provide them, and herb for man's meat. 12 Yea, bread, wine, and oil, he made for man's sake, His face to refresh, and heart to make strong: The cedars of Liban the great Lord did make, Which trees he doth nourish that grow up so long. 13 In these may birds build, and all make their nests; In fir-trees the storks remain and abide; The high hills are succours for wild goats to rest, Also the rock stony for conies to hide. 14 The moon then is set her seasons to run, The day from the night thereby to discern; And by the descending also of the sun, The cold from heat always thereby we do learn. 15 When darkness doth come by God's will and pow'r, Then creep forth do all the beasts of the wood The lions range roaring their prey to devour: But yet 'tis the Lord who giveth them food. 16 As soon as the sun is up they retire. To couch in their dens then are they full fain; That man to his work may, as right doth reqmre, Till night come and call him to take rest again. The Third Part. 17 How sundry, O Lord, are all thy works found ! With wisdom full great they are indeed wrought; So that the whole world of thy praise doth sound; And as for thy riches, they pass all men's thought. 18 So is the great sea, which is large and broad, Where creeping things swarm and beasts of each sort, There mighty ships sail, and some lie at road; The whale huge and monstrous there also doth sport. 19 All things on tbee wait, thou dost them relieve, And thou in due time full well dost 'them feed. Now when it doth please thee the same for to give, They gather full gladly those things which they need: 20 Thou open'st thy hand, and they find such grace, That they with good things are filled we see; But sore they are troubled if thou bide thy face, For if thou their breath take vile dust then they be. 21 Again when thy Spirit from thee doth proceed, All things to appoint, and what shall ensue; Then are they created as thou bast decreed, And dost by tby goodness the dry earth renew. 22 The praise of the Lord for ever shall last, Who may in his works by right well rejoice; His look can the earth make to tremble full fast, And likewise the mountains to smoke at his voice, 23 To this Lord and God will I sing always; So long as I live my God praise will I Then an I most certain, my words shall him please, I will rejoice in him, to him I will cry. 24 The sinners, O Lord, consume in thine ire; Also the perverse, them root out with shame: But as for my soul now let it still desire, And say with the faithful, Praise ye the Lord's Name.

O Praise the Lord, My Soul

Author: David F. Wright Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: O praise the Lord, my soul, I'll praise Him all my life

Praise the LORD, My Soul, O Praise Him!

Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal Topics: Adoration Scripture: Psalm 104 Used With Tune: NETTLETON Text Sources: Sing Psalms

Praise The Lord, My Soul

Author: Susan H. Peterson Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Praise the Lord, my soul, O praise Him; All within me praise His name

Come, Praise the LORD, My Soul

Author: Helen Otte Meter: 11.11.10.11.11.10 Appears in 1 hymnal

Praise the Lord, My Soul Is Free

Author: Barney Elliott Warren Meter: 7.7.10.9 D Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Praise the Lord, my soul is free, I enjoy sweet liberty: Walking and talking and living as He, My perfect example and Savior. Refrain: Praise the Lord, my soul is free, Jesus’ blood now cleanseth me; Glory to God! I have peace in my heart, And joy that is pure and abiding. 2 Praise the Lord, my soul is free, Oh, what rapture I’ve found in Thee! Jesus my portion and comfort shall be, A river of peace that is flowing. [Refrain] 3 Praise the Lord, my soul is free, I am saved eternally; Happy in Jesus, by faith I can see My mansion bright shining in glory. [Refrain] 4 Praise the Lord, my soul is free, Lost in Jesus my all shall be; Living in time and eternity, Forever a child of His mercy. [Refrain] Select Hymns, 1911 (Timeless Truths) Used With Tune: [Praise the Lord, my soul is free]

My soul, praise the Lord, thou, Lord, mine own God

Meter: 10.10.11.11 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: 1 My soul, praise the Lord, thou, Lord, mine own God, art glorious, enrobed in beauty and might; 2 the heavens, like a curtain, thou spreadest abroad; as raiment, around thee enfoldest the light. 3 For chambers-beams sure, dark waters he binds; of clouds dim and deep his chariot doth frame, on stormy blasts riding, on wings of all winds; 4 his angels are spirits, his servants a flame. 5 Foundations secure he laid for the globe, that stable and firm it ever should last; 6 the waste ocean gathering o'er all as a robe: o'er all the high mountains the surging waves passed. 7 At thy dread rebuke they flee and they fail; thy thunder is heard, they speed here and there; 8 they burst the ridge over, they rush down the vale; where thou hast appointed, they haste to repair. 9 Thine own word hath set their border and bound, they roar and they toss, but cannot pass o'er: the word of Jehovah a sure fence is found; the flood o'er the mountains returneth no more. 10 He unto the vales the springs doth convey; and onward they wind their course through the hills; 11 whereat the wild asses their thirst oft allay, and beasts of the forest thereof drink their fills. 12 By thee pleasant springs, the fowls of the air inhabit the trees, the margin along; and, as in their gladness they move here and there among the green branches, praise God with their song. 13 His rain on the hills he pours from on high, with fruit of thy works the earth is replete; 14 his grass to the cattle he doth not deny, and gives for man's service the green herb as meat. 15 From earth, store of good he brings for man's sake; rich oil, gladsome wine, heart-strengthening bread. 16 His trees full of moisture the great God did make; his cedars he planted on Lebanon's head. 17 Secure in those shades the bird builds her nest; the firs to the stork a house have supplied; 18 the hills are a refuge for wild goats to rest; the crags of the rough rocks for conies to hide. 19 The moon he hath set for seasons to run; the times he ordained her change ever shows; and so, his course circling, the glorious sun his hour of descending as constantly knows. 20 When darkness doth come by thy will and power, then prowl forth abroad the beasts of the wood. 21 The lions rang roaring their prey to devour; and yet it is thou, Lord, who givest them food. 22 As riseth the sun, they all get them in; withdrawn from his light, to couch in their den; 23 but man forth proceedeth his toil to begin; till night come to call him to take rest again. 24 How manifold, Lord, the works of thy hand! Surpassing our thoughts their numbers are found! Thy outspread creation in wisdom is planned, and full of thy riches the wide world around. 23 So in the great sea thy works are displayed, where creeping things move, unnumbered in sort; 26 and there the ships wander, and there thou hast made Leviathan, hugest of monsters, to sport. 27 All these wait on thee their food to receive; that thou, in due time, their portion may'st give: 18 and, when it doth pleasethee their wants to relieve, full gladly they gather thy bounty and live. Thou openest thine hand; how full their supply! 29 Thou hidest thy face, confounded they mourn: when thou from them takest their spirit, they die, and to their dust, changing, again they return. 30 Thou send'st forth thy breath, and they are new made; and earth, as at first, looks vernal and bright. 31 In glory for ever the Lord is arrayed, and in his creation our God will delight. 32 He looks on the earth, it reels to and fro; he touches the hills, with smoke they are crowned. 33 Through life to Jehovah mine anthems shall flow; while yet I have being his praise I will sound. 34 With dear thoughts of him my heart shall run o'er; with God all my joy in treasure is stored. 35 The sinners are wasted; earth sees them no more, the rebels — where are they? My soul, praise the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 104 Used With Tune: HANOVER

Praise the Lord! My Soul, O Praise Him!

Meter: 8.7.8.7 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Praise the Lord! my soul, O praise him! I will praise Him all my days Text Sources: OPC/URCNA 2016