1 Praise God: ye servants of the Lord, O praise, the Lord's name praise. 2 Yea, blessèd be the name of God from this time forth always. 3 From rising sun to where it sets, God's name is to be praised. 4 Above all nations God is high, 'bove heav'ns his glory raised. 5 Unto the Lord our God that dwells on high, who can compare? 6 Himself that humbleth things to see in heav'n and earth that are. 7 He from the dust doth raise the poor, that very low doth lie; And from the dunghill lifts the man oppressed with poverty; 8 That he may highly him advance, and with the princes set; With those that of his people are the chief, ev'n princes great. 9 The barren woman house to keep he maketh, and to be Of sons a mother full of joy. Praise to the Lord give ye.