Scripture Verse

I will praise you, O Lord, with all my heart; I will tell of all Your wonders. Psalm 9:1


Words: Pa­ra­phrase of Psalm 9, au­thor un­known, in the Sab­bath-School Psal­mo­dist (Pitts­burgh, Penn­syl­van­ia: Unit­ed Pres­by­ter­ian Board of Pub­li­ca­tion, 1872), page 19.

Music: Ash­ur, com­pos­er un­known (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know the au­thor or com­pos­er, or where to get a good pho­tos of them (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Lord, Thee I’ll praise with all my heart,
And all Thy wondrous works pro­claim;
In Thee, O Thou Most High, I’ll joy
And sing the praise of Thy great name.

When back my enemies were turned,
They fell and perished at Thy sight.
Thou hast maintained my right and cause,
And on Thy throne sat judging right.

The nations, Lord, Thou hast rebuked,
The wicked Thou hast overthrown;
Their very names are blotted out,
That they may ne­ver more be known.

Their ruin Thou hast made complete;
Their cities Thou hast laid in heaps;
With them their name has passed away,
Their memory in oblivion sleeps.

The Lord for­ev­er shall endure,
He hath for judg­ment set His throne,
In right­eous­ness to judge the world,
And justice give to every one.

Jehovah shall a refuge prove,
A refuge strong for poor oppressed;
A safe retreat where weary souls
In troublous times may find a rest.