1 Praise the Lord! His works exalt him,
Ev’rywhere o’er land and sea;
Call from rock, and wave, and mountain,
Speak, from bud, and leaf, and tree;
Stars in silence tell his glory,
Tiny insects hum his praise,
Birds of ev’ry song and plumage
Trill his name in sweetest lays.
Praise the Lord! O all ye people, young and old in glad accord,
Grateful hearts in song uplifting
Swell the Chorus—Praise the Lord.

2 Praise the Lord! His tender mercy,
Broods o’er ev’ry living thing;
Calling all the world to nestle
Safe beneath his shelt’ring wing.
Bruis’d and broken hearts he healeth,
List’neth to the orphan’s pray’r,
Ev’ry cry and sigh he noteth
For his love is ev’rywhere.
Praise the Lord! O all ye people, young and old in glad accord,
Grateful hearts in song uplifting
For his goodness—Praise the Lord.

3 Praise the Lord! His great redemption,
Reaches where no thought can climb;
Rebel man, restored, forgiven,
Conquered by a love sublime!
Who can sing that wondrous story?
Vainly choicest notes I bring;
Lend your golden harps, ye seraphs,
While my Saviour’s love I sing.
Praise the Lord! O all ye people, young and old in glad accord,
Grateful hearts in song uplifting
For a Saviour—Praise the Lord.