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<h2>PRAISE YE THE LORD, ’TIS GOOD TO RAISE</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Praise the Lord. How good it is to sing praises to our God.” Psalm 147:1</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" 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.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Accrington,” W. Moore, before 1925 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_a_c_accringt.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 class="Line1" id="Psalms.332.p0.31">Praise ye the Lord; ’tis good to raise<br>
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Our hearts and voices in His praise;<br>
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His nature and His works invite<br>
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To make this duty our delight.</p>
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<p class="Line1" id="Psalms.332.p0.36">The Lord builds up Jerusalem,<br>
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And gathers nations to His Name;<br>
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His mercy melts the stubborn soul,<br>
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And makes the broken spirit whole.</p>
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<p class="Line1" id="Psalms.332.p0.41">He formed the stars, those heav’nly flames;<br>
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He counts their numbers, calls their names;<br>
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His wisdom’s vast, and knows no bound,<br>
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A deep where all our thoughts are drowned.</p>
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<p class="Line1" id="Psalms.332.p0.46">Great is our Lord, and great His might;<br>
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And all His glories infinite:<br>
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He crowns the meek, rewards the just,<br>
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And treads the wicked to the dust.</p>
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<p class="Line1" id="Psalms.332.p1.2">Sing to the Lord, exalt Him high,<br>
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Who spreads His clouds all round the sky;<br>
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There He prepares the fruitful rain,<br>
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Nor lets the drops descend in vain.</p>
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<p class="Line1" id="Psalms.332.p1.7">He makes the grass the hills adorn,<br>
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And clothes the smiling fields with corn;<br>
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The beasts with food His hands supply,<br>
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And the young ravens when they cry.</p>
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<p class="Line1" id="Psalms.332.p1.12">What is the creature’s skill or force,<br>
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The sprightly man, the warlike horse,<br>
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The nimble wit, the active limb?<br>
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All are too mean delights for Him.</p>
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<p class="Line1" id="Psalms.332.p1.17">But saints are lovely in His sight,<br>
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He views His children with delight;<br>
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He sees their hope, He knows their fear,<br>
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And looks, and loves His image there.</p>
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