Psalm CXLVIII

Praise ye our glorious Lord,
Who dwells in heav'n on high;
Let him be still ador'd
Above the starry sky.

Ye Angels bright,
And all his host, Throughout heav'ns coasts
In praise delight.

Praise him both Sun and Moon,
And every shining Star;

Ye Heav'ns which are his Throne,
His glorious praise declare.
His praise forth show,
Ye waters high, In clouds that fly,
And fall below.

Let all these praise the Lord,
And magnifie his name;
He did but speak the word,
And thereby all things frame.
He plac'd them fast,

By his decree They fixed be,
And ever lasts.

Praise God on earth below
Ye Dragons and all deeps,

Fire, hail, clouds, wind, and snow,
Which in command he keeps.

Mountain and hill,
Fruitful trees all, And Cedars tall,
Praise ye him still.

All beasts, both wild and tame,
And every creeping thing,
Praise ye God's glorious name,
And every bird of wing.
All men on earth,

Kings and Judges, Greatest Princes
Of highest birth.

Young men and maidens all,
Praise ye the Lord's great name;
Old men and children small,
Let all his praise proclaim.
O're all the world

God's Name alone, And Glory known,
Shall be extoll'd.

His people he will raise,
And them exalt on high,
All his Saints shall him praise
And bless continually.
He is ador'd
By Israel, Who near him dwell:
Praise ye the Lord.