Psalm 117
Words: Isaac Watts
Note: there are 3 versons on this page.
The first version is the basis of several well known hymns.
Praise to God from all nations.
1 From all that dwell below the skies
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue.
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord,
Eternal truth attends thy word;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more.
The Same
1 O all ye nations, praise the Lord,
Each with a diff'rent tongue;
In ev'ry language learn his word,
And let his name be sung.
2 His mercy reigns through ev'ry land;
Proclaim his grace abroad;
Forever firm his truth shall stand;
Praise ye the faithful God.
The Same
1 Thy name, Almighty Lord,
Shall sound through distant lands,
Great is thy grace, and sure thy word;
Thy truth forever stands.
2 Far be thine honor spread,
And long thy praise endure,
Till morning light and ev'ning shade
Shall be exchanged no more.
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