Praise to the Lord, the Almighty

Praise to the Lord

The Almighty, the King of creation

Oh 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 o’er 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 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

Oh 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