Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise

by Isaac Watts (1674–1748)

Representative text

As printed in The Church Hymnal (1941), no. 14 — the newest hymnal carrying it.

Verse 1

Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise Your hearts and voices in His praise; His nature and His works invite To make this duty our delight.

Verse 2

He formed the stars, those heavenly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names; His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drowned.

Verse 3

Sing to the Lord, exalt Him high, Who spreads His clouds along the sky; There He prepare the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain.

Verse 4

He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn; The beasts with food His hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry.

Verse 5

His saints are lovely in His sight, He views His children with delight; He sees their hope, He knows their fear, And looks and loves His image there.