Tune: Cranbrook, aka On Ilkley Moor Bah Tat
(one tune to: 'O for a thousand tongues to sing')
Psalm 113
Optional 'echo' of last three syllables on first line of each verse.
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Praise, praise the LORD, you His servants (His servants)
Praise name of the LORD hence
Blesséd be His name evermore
Blesséd be His name evermore
Reaching from shore to shore
Reaching from shore to shore
Reaching from shore to shore
Yes, from the rising of the sun (of the sun)
Come praise Him every one
From dawn to dusk His name be praised
From dawn to dusk His name be praised
And joyful tunes upraised
And joyful tunes upraised
And joyful tunes upraised
The LORD high above all nations (all nations)
Of men of all stations
His glory above the heavens
His glory above the heavens
He His people defends
He His people defends
He His people defends
Who is like unto the LORD high? (the Lord high?)
Our God, yet to us nigh
He humbles Himself to behold
He humbles Himself to behold
Things in earth, heaven told
Things in earth, heaven told
Things in earth, heaven told
He raises from the dust the poor (dust the poor)
Does the needy assure
Lifts them up out of the ash heap
Lifts them up out of the ash heap
His people He does keep
His people He does keep
His people He does keep
And He sets them then midst princes (midst princes)
'Tis a great honour this
Makes barren woman to rejoice
Makes barren woman to rejoice
With children, thus His choice
With children, thus His choice
With children, thus His choice
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: December 4th, 2020 02:56
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.(3.) 6. 8.8. 6.6.6. metre. You noting that 'optional echo' there?!
- Category: Spiritual
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You on that Moor without a hat (bah tat)?! Wrap up warm there!
Thanks Robert. Aww, whey they say 'As long as it's not ME singing; I thought it was two cats fighting!' They are horrible to me. lol.
Just been to the Royal Parsley where they make the letters T - I've now got plenty if you want a few.
Ahh thanks. Yes please M.
On *heir way firs* class pos*
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