Psalm CXLVIII.
1
Unto the Lord give praise
From heaven that is so high:
His fame and glory raise
Above the starry sky.
Begin the song,
Ye regal band,
That round him stand,
Of angels strong.
2
Praise him both sun and moon
That rule the day and night:
The same of you be done,
Ye glistering stars of light.
And ye no less,
O heavens fair,
And clouds of the air,
His praise express.
3
For they at his command,
Were formed as we see:
And shall for ever stand
By force of his decree.
For them to guide,
A law he made,
That shall not fade,
But still abide.
4
Ye dragons of the deep,
Ye seas and every whale
That in the ocean keep,
To praise him do not fail.
Ye lightnings too,
Hail, vapours, snow,
And storms that blow,
His will to do.
5
Ye hills and mountains all,
And trees that fruitful are
Ye Cedars great and tall,
His glorious praise declare.
Beasts wild, and tame,
Each fowl of wing,
And creeping thing
Do ye the same.
6
All Kings and Potentates
His glorious praises sound:
All Princes, Realms and States,
That in the world are found.
To sing his praise
Young Men and Maids,
Old Men and Babes
Your voices raise.
7
Exalted be his Name,
And had in high account,
Whose Glory and his fame
Both heaven and earth surmount.
To us he rais'd
Salvations horn,
As he had sworn,
His Name be prais'd.
8
His Saints aloud shall sing,
And shew his praise divine;
The children that shall spring,
And come of Jacob's line.
Yea they also
Afar that were,
Shall be made near,
And praise him too.
