Praise the Lord!
Praise Him in His holy place, His mighty heav’n above
Praise Him for His mighty acts, surpassing greatness laud
Sound forth the shofar, lute and harp
Let all things bless our God.
Praise with tambourine and dance, with flutes and horns and strings
Cymbals crashing long and loud their joyful noise supply
Let every living, breathing thing
Sing praise to Adonai.
© J Dan Small
Hallelujah! Sing a new song to the Lord, ye saints!
Rejoice in Adonai, your Maker, bless the Lord, your King
Praise His name in song and dance, with tambourine and harp
The Lord takes pleasure in His people, let your voices ring!
Sing for joy ye humble saints, adorned with saving grace
Relish the glory He bestows, sing as you lie in bed
Recite His praises with your lips, lift up your joyful song
Prepare your swords for battle, o’er the wicked you will tread.
To execute God’s judgment on the nations is your call
The punishment He has decreed earth’s nobles can’t forestall
You’ll bind their kings in irons and chains, their fate on them will fall
This is His saints great privilege so praise Him above all.
© J Dan Small
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