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Psalm 146

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.331 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 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 Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English

I'll praise my Maker while I've Breath

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns #IX (1737) 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 Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English

Praise to God for his goodness and truth

Hymnal: Select Psalms and Hymns for the use of Mr. Adgate's pupils #XXXV (1787) First Line: I'll praise my maker with my breath Lyrics: I 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. II 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. III Happy the man whose hopes rely On Isra'l's God: he made the sky, And earth and seas with all their train: His truth forever stands secure; He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. IV 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. V 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. IV 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

I'll praise my Maker while I've breath

Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #LIII (1789) Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker while I've 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 though, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Nature's God — he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train; His truth forever stands secure, He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. 3 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 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 pow'rs; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and neing last, Or immortality endures. Topics: Blessings temporal and spiritual Praise to God for his Goodness and Truth Languages: English

Trusting in God

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #CCCXXXI (1790) 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. Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English

I'll praise my Maker with my while I've breath

Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #CL (1791) Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker while I've 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 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 lab'ring conscience peace, He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 4 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. Topics: Praise Languages: English