Praise ye the Lord. Praise ye the Lord from the heavens: praise him in the heights. Psalm 148:1
I will praise the Lord my glory,
I will praise the Lord my light;
He my cloud by day to cover,
He my fire to guide by night.
I will praise Thee with my whole heart,
Will praise Thee, O Lord;
I will be glad and rejoice in Thee,
O Thou most high.
I will praise the Lord my prophet,
Holy priest and righteous king;
With the angels who adore Him,
Holy, holy, I will sing.
I will praise the Lord my shepherd,
Keeper, Pasture, Door and Fold;
O’er the lonely hills He sought me,
When the night was dark and cold.
I will praise the Lord my Father,
Savior, brother, guide and friend;
He thus far in life hath led me,
He will lead me to the end.
I will love Him, I will trust Him,
All the remnant of my days;
And will sing thro’ endless ages,
Only my Redeemer’s praise.