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Praise to God for his Goodness and Truth
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #258 (1790) Topics: Souls in separate state; Souls in separate state 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 powers:
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 power
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 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.
4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the labouring conscience peace
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the prisoner 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 every tongue, let every 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 powers;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures. Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
Praise to God for his Goodness and Truth
Lift up your eyes to th' heavenly seats
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #259 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Souls in separate state Lyrics:
Lift up your eyes to th' heav'nly seats
Where your Redeemer stays;
Kind Intercessor, there he sits,
And loves, and pleads, and prays.
'Twas well, my soul, he died for thee,
And shed his vital blood;
Appeased stern justice on the tree,
And then arose to God.
Petitions now, and praise may rise,
And saints their off'rings bring;
The Priest, with his own sacrifice,
Presents them to the King.
[Let papists trust what names they please,
Their saints and angels boast;
We've no such advocates as these,
Nor pray to th' heav'nly host.]
Jesus alone shall bear my cries
Up to his Father's throne;
He, dearest Lord! perfumes my sighs,
And sweetens every groan.
[Ten thousand praises to the King,
"Hosannah in the highest!"
Ten thousand thanks our spirits bring
To God and to his Christ.]
Scripture: Psalm 17 Languages: English
Lift up your eyes to th' heavenly seats
Praise to God for his Goodness and Truth
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David, corrected and enlarged, to which is added a collection of hymns; the whole applied to the state of the Christian Church in general (2nd ed.) #275 (1786) Topics: Souls in separate state; Souls in separate state 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 powers:
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 power
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 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.
4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the labouring conscience peace
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the prisoner 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 every tongue, let every 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 powers;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures. Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
Praise to God for his Goodness and Truth
Praise to God for his Goodness and Truth
Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #275 (1787) Topics: Souls in separate state; Souls in separate state 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 powers:
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 power
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 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.
4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the labouring conscience peace
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the prisoner 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 every tongue, let every 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 powers:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures. Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
Praise to God for his Goodness and Truth
In God's own house pronounce his praise
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #452 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Souls in separate state Lyrics:
In God's own house pronounce his praise,
His grace he there reveals;
To heav'n your joy and wonder raise,
For there his glory dwells.
Let all your sacred passions move,
While you rehearse his deeds;
But the great work of saving love
Your highest praise exceeds.
All that have motion, life, and breath,
Proclaim your Maker blest;
Yet, when my voice expires in death,
My soul shall praise him best.
Scripture: Psalm 150:6 Languages: English
In God's own house pronounce his praise
Psalm 146
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.330 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Souls in separate state 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.
Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
Psalm 146
Psalm 150
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.339 (1806) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Souls in separate state First Line: In God's own house pronounce his praise Lyrics:
In God's own house pronounce his praise,
His grace he there reveals;
To heav'n your joy and wonder raise,
For there his glory dwells.
Let all your sacred passions move,
While you rehearse his deeds;
But the great work of saving love
Your highest praise exceeds.
All that have motion, life, and breath,
Proclaim your Maker blest;
Yet, when my voice expires in death,
My soul shall praise him best.
Scripture: Psalm 150:1-2 Languages: English
Psalm 150
Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #35 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Souls in separate state 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.
Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join
Psalm 146
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #Ps.331 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Topics: Souls in separate state 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.
Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English
Psalm 146
Arise, my gracious GOD
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P17a (1766) Topics: Souls in a separate State Lyrics: 1 Arise, my gracious GOD,
And make the Wicked flee;
They are but thy chastising Rod
To drive thy Saints to Thee.
2 Behold the Sinner dies,
His haughty Words are vain;
Here in this Life his Pleasure lies,
And all beyond is Pain.
3 Then let his Pride advance,
And boast of all his Store;
The Lord is my Inheritance,
My Soul can wish no more.
4 I shall behold the Face
Of my forgiving GOD:
And stand compleat in Righteousness,
Wash'd in my Saviour's Blood.
5 There's a new Heav'n begun
When I awake from Death,
Drest in the Likeness of thy Son,
And draw immortal Breath. Scripture: Psalm 17:13-15 Languages: English
Arise, my gracious GOD
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