
Psalm of Praise [Out of Print]
- Composer:
- Natalia Raigorodsky
- Text Source:
- Ps 147: 1; Ps 104: 10, 13, 14, 16, 17, 19, 24, 30, 31
- Publisher:
- Wings of the Morning Music
Lyrics
Praise ye the Lord: Praise ye the Lord, For it is good to sing praises unto our God; Praises unto our God. He sendeth the springs into the valleys, which run among the
hills. He watereth the hills from His chambers; He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle and herb for the service of man; He appointed the moon for seasons. The sun
knoweth his going down, O Lord, how manifold are Thy works! In wisdom hast Thou made them all; The earth is full of Thy riches. Praise ye the Lord, Praise ye the Lord,
For it is good to sing praises unto our God. Praises unto our God. The trees of the Lord are full of sap; the cedars of Lebanon, which He hath planted; Where the birds
make their nests. Thou sendeth forth Thy spirit, they are created: and Thou renewest the face of the earth, The glory of the Lord shall endure for ever: The Lord shall
rejoice in His works, The Lord shall rejoice in His works.