Words: The Scottish Psalter
1 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord's name praise; his servants, praise ye God. 2 Who stand in God's house, in the courts of our God make abode. 3 Praise ye the Lord, for he is good; unto him praises sing: Sing praises to his name, because it is a pleasant thing. 4 For Jacob to himself the Lord did choose of his good pleasure, And he hath chosen Israel for his peculiar treasure. 5 Because I know assuredly the Lord is very great, And that our Lord above all gods in glory hath his seat. 6 What things soever pleased the Lord, that in the heav'n did he, And in the earth, the seas, and all the places deep that be. 7 He from the ends of earth doth make the vapors to ascend; With rain he lightnings makes, and wind doth from his treasures send. 8 Egypt's first-born, from man to beast 9 who smote. Strange tokens he On Phar'oh and his servants sent, Egypt, in midst of thee. 10 He smote great nations, slew great kings: 11 Sihon of Heshbon king, And Og of Bashan, and to nought did Canaan's kingdoms bring: 12 And for a wealthy heritage their pleasant land he gave, An heritage which Israel, his chosen folk, should have. 13 Thy name, O Lord, shall still endure, and thy memorial With honor shall continued be to generations all. 14 For why? the righteous God will judge his people righteously; Concerning those that do him serve, himself repent will he. 15 The idols of the nations of silver are and gold, And by the hands of men is made their fashion and mould. 16 Mouths have they, but they do not speak; eyes, but they do not see; 17 Ears have they, but hear not; and in their mouths no breathing be. 18 Their makers are like them; so are all that on them rely. 19 O Isr'el's house, bless God; bless God, O Aaron's family. 20 O bless the Lord, of Levi's house ye who his servants are; And bless the holy name of God, all ye the Lord that fear. 21 And blessed be the Lord our God from Zion's holy hill, Who dwelleth at Jerusalem. The Lord O praise ye still.