8,6,8,6 ^1Praise God: ye servants of the Lord, O praise, the Lord's name praise. ^2Yea, blessed be the name of God from this time forth always. ^3From rising sun to where it sets, God's name is to be prais'd. ^4Above all nations God is high, 'bove heav'ns his glory rais'd. ^5Unto the Lord our God that dwells on high, who can compare? ^6Himself that humbleth things to see in heav'n and earth that are. ^7He from the dust doth raise the poor, that very low doth lie; And from the dunghill lifts the man oppress'd with poverty; ^8That he may highly him advance, and with the princes set; With those that of his people are the chief, ev'n princes great. ^9The barren woman house to keep he maketh, and to be Of sons a mother full of joy. Praise to the Lord give ye. |