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<h2>I’LL PRAISE MY MAKER</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“I will sing praise…as long as I live.” Psalm 146:1</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_a_watts_i.jpg" alt="Isaac Watts (1674-1748)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="132.666666666667" height="184.666666666667"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_a_watts_i.html" target="_blank">Isaac Watts</a>, <em>The Psalms of David</em>, 1719.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Old 113th,” attributed to <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_g_r_greiter_m.html" target="_blank">Matthäus Greiter</a>, <em>Strassburger Kirchenamt</em>, 1525 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_o_old113th.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<li>“Monmouth,” Gabriel Davis, <em>Sacred Music</em>, 1800 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_m_o_monmouth.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>I’ll praise my Maker while I’ve breath,<br>
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And when my voice is lost in death,<br>
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Praise shall employ my nobler powers;<br>
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My days of praise shall ne’er be past,<br>
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While life, and thought, and being last,<br>
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Or immortality endures.</p>
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<p>Why should I make a man my trust?<br>
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Princes must die and turn to dust;<br>
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Vain is the help of flesh and blood:<br>
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Their breath departs, their pomp, and power,<br>
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And thoughts, all vanish in an hour,<br>
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Nor can they make their promise good.</p>
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<p>Happy the man whose hopes rely<br>
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On Israel’s God: He made the sky,<br>
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And earth, and seas, with all their train:<br>
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His truth for ever stands secure;<br>
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He saves th’oppressed, He feeds the poor,<br>
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And none shall find His promise vain.</p>
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<p>The Lord has eyes to give the blind;<br>
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The Lord supports the sinking mind;<br>
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He sends the labr’ing conscience peace;<br>
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He helps the stranger in distress,<br>
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The widow, and the fatherless,<br>
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And grants the pris’ner sweet release.</p>
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<p>He loves His saints, He knows them well,<br>
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But turns the wicked down to hell;<br>
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Thy God, O Zion! ever reigns:<br>
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Let every tongue, let every age,<br>
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In this exalted work engage;<br>
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Praise Him in everlasting strains.</p>
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<p>I’ll praise Him while He lends me breath,<br>
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And when my voice is lost in death,<br>
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Praise shall employ my nobler powers;<br>
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My days of praise shall ne’er be past,<br>
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While life, and thought, and being last,<br>
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Or immortality endures.</p>
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