Tune: Woodlands
(\'Tell out my soul\')
Psalm 146 v.8-10 and 147 v.1-5
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The Lord opens eyes of blind that they see
Helps us physically, spiritually
He raises up them that are bowed down, He
Loves the righteous, pleasant their lives shall be
The Lord preserves the strangers, fatherless
And too the orphans and the motherless
Gives aid to widows and to widowers
But unto wicked confusion confers
The Lord shall reign for e\'er, e\'en your God, He
O Zion, to all generations, see
Praise you the Lord, for it is good to sing
Praises o Him, pleasant to praise Him bring
For praise is comely and is beautiful
The Lord does build up Jerusalem all
His city, and His people Israel
Gathers together outcasts, they fare well
He heals the broken in heart, their wounds bind
Comfort and solace they in Him sure find
he tells the number of the stars, He calls
Them all by their names, none without Him falls
Great is our Lord, and He of great power
None can compare with Him, not e\'en one hour
His understanding it be infinite
He all in heaven, earth has ordained, set