Psalm 145

  1 My God, O King, in praise I will exalt you;
    and I will bless your name forevermore.
  2 Yes, every day time and again I'll bless you
    and praise your name both now and evermore.
  3 Great is the LORD. How worthy to be praised!
    His greatness is unsearchable.

  4 Your works the fathers to their sons will praise
    And tell of all your mighty acts.

 5 On all your splendor, your majestic glory,
    On all your wondrous works, I'll meditate.
  6 Men tell the power of all your works most awesome,
    and I will join, your greatness to proclaim.
  7 They'll your abundant goodness celebrate;
    with joy they'll sing your righteousness.
  8 The LORD is gracious and compassionate,
    To anger slow, and rich in love.

  9 The LORD is good to all of his creation,
    compassion has on all that he has made.
 10 All you have made, O LORD, with thanks will praise you;
    your chosen holy ones will you extol.
 11 The glory of your kingdom they will tell,
    the greatness of your power proclaim,
 12 that sons of men may know your mighty acts,
    your kingdom's splendor glorious.

 13 Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom;
    your rule endures through generations all.
 14 The Lord upholds all those who down are falling
    And raises up all those who are bowed down.
 15 The eyes of all on earth look up to you;
    you give them food all in good time.
 16 Your opened hand fills every need of life;
 17 The LORD is good to all that live.

 18 The LORD is near to all who call upon him,
    to all who call on him with purpose true.
 19 He satisfies the wants of all who fear him;
    he hears their cry and saves them everyone.
 20 The LORD keeps watch o'er all those loving him,
    but wicked all he will destroy.
 21 My mouth and all creation praise the LORD!
    Forever praise his holy name.

Tune: "How Great Thou Art"

PSALM 132 paraphrase of Isaac Watts

[No sleep nor slumber to his eyes Good David would afford, Till he had found below the skies A dwelling for the Lord. The Lord in Zion placed his name, His ark was settled there; To Zion the whole nation came To worship thrice a year. But we have no such lengths to go, Nor wander far abroad; Where'er thy saints assemble now, There is a house for God.] Arise, O King of grace, arise, And enter to thy rest! Lo! thy church waits with longing eyes Thus to be owned and blessed. Enter with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and thy word; All that the ark did once contain Could no such grace afford. Here, mighty God, accept our vows, Here let thy praise be spread; Bless the provisions of thy house, And fill thy poor with bread. Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's Anointed shine; Justice and truth his court maintain With love and power divine. Here let him hold a lasting throne; And as his kingdom grows, Fresh honors shall adorn his crown, And shame confound his foes.