Praise to Jehovah! the almighty King of Creation
Swell heaven's chorus, chime in every heart, every nation!
O my soul wake-
Harp, lute, and psaltery take,
Sound forth in glad adoration.
Praise to Jehovah! whose love o'er thy course is attending,
Redeeming thy life, and thee from all evil defending.
Through all the past,
O my soul! over thee cast,
His sheltering wings were bending!
Praise to Jehovah! whose fence has been planted around thee,
Who, from His heavens, with blessing and mercy has crowned thee,
Think, happy one!
What He can do, and has done,
Since in His pity He found thee.
Praise to Jehovah! all that has breath praise Him, sing praises;-By Joachim Neander, found in Hymns from the Land of Luther and translated by Jane Borthwick
Bless God, O my soul, and all that is in me, sing praises.
In Him rejoice,
Until for ever thy voice
The hymn of eternity raises!