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Psalm 146
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.330 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 146 First Line: Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join Lyrics:
Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join
In work so pleasant, so divine;
Now, while the flesh is mine abode,
And when my soul ascends to God.
Praise shall employ my noblest powers,
While immortality endures;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last.
Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust;
Their breath departs, their pomp, and power,
And thoughts, all vanish in an hour.
Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Isr'el's God; he made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train,
And none shall find his promise vain.
His truth for ever stands secure;
He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor;
He sends the lab'ring conscience peace,
And grants the pris'ner sweet release.
The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless.
He loves his saints, he knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell:
Thy God, O Zion! ever reigns;
Praise him in everlasting strains.
Topics: Goodness of God; Souls in separate state; Creatures no trust in them; Mercies and truth of God; Afflicted and tempted, supported; Truth grace, and protection; Princes vain; Trust in the creatures vain; Faithfulness Of God; God goodness and truth; God kind to his people; God worthy of all praise Languages: English
Psalm 146
Psalm 146
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.331 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 146 First Line: I'll praise my Maker with my breath Lyrics:
I'll praise my Maker with my breath,
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.
Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust;
Vain is the help of flesh and blood:
Their breath departs, their pomp, and power,
And thoughts, all vanish in an hour,
Nor can they make their promise good.
Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Isr'el's God: he made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train:
His truth for ever stands secure;
He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor,
And none shall find his promise vain.
The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the lab'ring conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the pris'ner sweet release.
He loves his saints, he knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell;
Thy God, O Zion! ever reigns:
Let every tongue, let every age,
In this exalted work engage;
Praise him in everlasting strains.
I'll praise him while he lends me breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.
Topics: Goodness of God; Souls in separate state; Creatures no trust in them; Mercies and truth of God; Afflicted and tempted, supported; Truth grace, and protection; Princes vain; Trust in the creatures vain; Faithfulness Of God; God goodness and truth; God kind to his people; God worthy of all praise Languages: English
Psalm 146
Have You Come to Hear the Prophet?
Author: Mary R. Bittner Hymnal: Water from the Rock #p.11 (2004) Scripture: Psalm 146:5-10
Have You Come to Hear the Prophet?
I'll praise my Maker while I've Breath
Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns #IX (1737) Scripture: Psalm 146 Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker with my Breath;
And when my Voice is lost in Death
Praise shall employ my nobler Powers.
My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past,
While Life and Thought and Being last,
Or Immortality endures.
2 Happy the Man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God: He made the Sky,
And Earth and Seas with all their Train;
His Truth for ever stands secure;
He saves th' Opprest; he feeds the Poor,
And none shall find his Promise vain.
3 The Lord pours Eye-sight on the Blind;
The Lord supports the fainting Mind;
He sends the Labouring Conscience Peace,
He helps the Stranger in distress,
The Widow and the Fatherless,
And grants the Prisoner sweet Release.
4 I'll praise him while he lend's me Breath
And when my Voice is lost in Death
Praise shall employ my nobler Powers:
My Days of Praise shall ne'er be past,
While Life and Thought and Being last,
Or Immortality endures. Topics: For Sunday Languages: English
I'll praise my Maker while I've Breath
Trusting in God
Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCCXXXI (1790) Scripture: Psalm 146 First Line: I'll praise my Maker with my breath Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my maker with my breath,
And when my voice is lost in death
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs,
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.
2 Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes may die, and turn to dust:
Vain is the help of flesh and blood;
Their breath departs their pomp and pow'r,
And thoughts all vanish in an hour;
Nor can they make their promise good.
3 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God, he made the sky,
And earth and sea, with all their train,
His truth for ever stands secure:
He saves the oppress;d he feeds the poor,
And none shall find his promise vain.
4 He loves his Saints, he knows them well;
But turns the wicked down to hell:
Thy God, O Zion ever reigns;
Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age,
In this exalted work engage;
Praise him in everlasting strains.
Languages: English
Trusting in God
Praise to GOD for his Goodness and Truth
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXLVIb (1780) Scripture: Psalm 146 First Line: I'll praise my maker with my breath Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my maker with my breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures.
2 Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust:
Vain is the help of flesh and blood;
Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r,
And thoughts, all vanish in an hour;
Nor can they make their promise good.
3 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Isr'el's God: he made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train;
His truth for ever stands secure:
He saves th' opprest he feeds the poor;
And none shall find his promise vain.
4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the lab'ring conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the pris'ner sweet release.
5 He loves his saints, he knows them well;
But turns the wicked down to hell.
Thy God, O Zion! ever reigns:
Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age,
In this exalted work engage;
Praise him in everlasting strains.
6 I'll praise him while he lends me breath,
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures. Languages: English
Praise to GOD for his Goodness and Truth
My Soul her Song shall raise
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXLVI (1767) Scripture: Psalm 146 Lyrics: 1 My Soul her Song shall raise,
The LORD of Host to praise,
For whilst I my Breath enjoy,
This Tribute I will bring,
And daily Praises sing,
In triumphant Songs of Joy.
2 On Princes ne'er depend,
For they cannot defend,
Nor in Danger Help supply;
Depriv'd of Breath, they must
Return again to Dust,
And with them their Thoughts shall die.
3 How highly bless'd are they,
Who with Devotion pray,
Unto Jacob's GOD for Aid;
He form'd the Heav'n and Earth,
And to the Sea gave Birth,
Nor forgets his Promise made.
4 When Men the Poor oppress,
He doth their Wrongs redress,
And the Hungry he doth feed;
Doth Pris'ners Chains unbind,
Give Sight unto the Blind,
Whilst they walk from Darkness freed.
5 The Weak and Fall'n he rears,
GOD for the Righteous cares,
And the Stranger doth defend;
The weeping Widow's Cause
His tender Pity draws,
Helpless Babes on him depend.
6 GOD shall the Wicked slay,
In their unrighteous Way,
But o'er Sion he is King;
From Age to Age his Reign
Shall ever sure remain;
To the LORD loud Praises sing. Topics: Songs of Praise to God the Creation and Providence Languages: English Tune Title: [My Soul her Song shall raise]
My Soul her Song shall raise
O praise the Lord, and thou my Soul
Hymnal: A New Version of the Psalms of David #CXLVI (1760) Scripture: Psalm 146 Lyrics: 1,2 O praise the Lord, and thou, my Soul,
for ever bless his Name:
His wond'rous Love, while Life shall last,
my constant Praise shall claim.
3 On Kings, the greatest Sons of Men,
let none for Aid rely;
then cannot save in dang'rous Times,
nor timely Help apply
4 Depriv'd of Breath, to Dust thy turn,
and there neglected lie,
And all their Thoughts and vain Designs
together with them die.
5 Then happy he, who Jacob's God
for his Protector takes;
Who still, with well-plac'd Hope, the Lord
his constant Refuge makes.
6 The Lord, who made both Heav'n and Earth,
and all that they contain,
Will never quit his stedfast Truth,
nor make his Promise vain.
7 The poor opprest, from all their Wrongs
are eas'd by his Decree;
He gives the hungry needful Food,
and sets the Pris'ners free.
8 By Him the blind receive their Sight,
the weak and fall'n He rears:
With kind Regard and tender Love
he for the righteous cares.
9 The Strangers He preserves from Harm,
the Orphan kindly treats,
Defends the Widow, and the Wiles
of wicked Men defeats.
10 The God, that does in Sion dwell,
is our eternal King;
From Age to Age his Reign endures,
let all his Praises sing.
Languages: English
O praise the Lord, and thou my Soul
Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join
Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.CXLVI (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Psalm 146 Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join
In work so pleasant, so divine;
Now while the flesh is mine abode,
And when my soul ascends to God.
2 Praise shall employ my noblest pow'rs,
While immortality endures;
My days of praise shall ne’er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last.
3 Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust;
Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r
And thoughts all vanish in an hour.
4 Happy the man, whose hopes rely
On Isra'l’s God: He made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train,
And none shall find his promise vain.
5 His truth for ever stands secure;
He saves th’opprest, he feeds the poor;
He sends the lab'ring conscience peace,
And grants the pris'ner sweet release.
6 The Lord to sight restores the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless.
7 He loves his saints, he knows them well;
But turns the wicked down to hell:
Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns;
Praise him in everlasting strains. Topics: Praise to God for his Goodness and Truth Languages: English
Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join
Praise to GOD for his Goodness and Truth
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #CXLVIa (1780) Scripture: Psalm 146 First Line: Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join Lyrics: 1 Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join
In work so pleasant, so divine,
Now while the flesh is mine abode,
And when my soul ascends to God.
2 Praise shall employ my noblest pow'rs,
While immortality endures;
My days of praise shall ne’er be past,
While life and thought and being last.
3 Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust;
Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r,
And thoughts all vanish in an hour.
4 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Isr'el’s God: he made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train,
And none shall find his promise vain.
5 His truth forever stands secure:
He saves th’ opprest, he feeds the poor;
He sends the lab'ring conscience peace,
And grants the pris'ner sweet release.
6 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless.
7 He loves his saints he knows them well;
But turns the wicked down to hell:
Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns;
Praise him in everlasting strains. Languages: English
Praise to GOD for his Goodness and Truth
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