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I'll Praise My Maker While I've Breath

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748; John Wesley, 1703-1791 Hymnal: Psalms for All Seasons #146A (2012) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, and when my voice is lost in death, praise shall employ my noblest powers; my days of praise are never past while life and thought and being last or immortality endures. 2 Happy are those whose hopes rely on God the Lord, who made the sky, and earth, the sea, the night and day; God's truth forever stands secure, he keeps his promise to the poor, and none who seeks is turned away. 3 The Lord gives eyesight to the blind, he calms and heals the troubled mind, and sends the wounded conscience peace. God helps the stranger in distress, the widow and the fatherless, and grants the prisoner glad release. 4 I'll praise you while you lend me breath, and, when my voice is lost in death, praise shall employ my noblest powers; my days of praise are never past while life and thought and being last or immortality endures. Topics: Alleluias; Biblical Names and Places Jacob; Biblical Names and Places Zion; Church Year Advent; Elements of Worship Gathering; Elements of Worship Praise and Adoration; God Light from; God Trust in; God as Refuge; God as Creator; God as King; God's Generosity; God's Justice; Grâce; Gratitude; Hymns of Praise; Jesus Christ Healer; Joy; Life Stages Orphans; Life Stages Widows; Lord's Prayer 4th petition (give us today our daily bread); Mercy; Occasional Services Funerals; People of God / Church Citizens of Heaven; People of God / Church Suffering; Poverty; Prayer; Social Justice; The Creation; Year A, Advent, 34d Sunday; Year B, Ordinary Time after Pentecost, October 30-November 5; Year B, Ordinary Time after Pentecost, September 4-10; Year C, Ordinary Time after Pentecost, June 5-11 (if after Trinity Sunday); Year C, Ordinary Time after Pentecost, September 25-October 1 Scripture: Psalm 146 Tune Title: OLD 113TH

I'll Praise My Maker

Author: Isaac Watts; John Wesley Hymnal: The Presbyterian Hymnal #253 (1990) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: I'll praise my Maker while I've breath Lyrics: 1 I’ll praise my Maker while I’ve breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers. My days of praise shall ne’er be past While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 How happy they whose hopes rely On Israel’s God who made the sky, And earth and seas with all their train; Whose truth for ever stands secure, Who saves the oppressed and feeds the poor, And none shall find God's promise vain. 3 The Lord pours eyesight on the blind; The Lord supports the fainting mind And send the laboring sonscience peace. God helps the stranger in distress, The widowed and the parentless, And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 I’ll praise my Maker while I've breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers. My days of praise shall ne’er be past While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures. Topics: God Help Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 113TH

I'll Praise My Maker

Author: Isaac Watts; John Wesley Hymnal: Celebrating Grace Hymnal #336 (2010) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: I'll praise my Maker while I've breath Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath; and when my voice is lost in death, praise shall employ my nobler powers. My days of praise shall ne'er be past, while life, and thought, and being last, or immortality endures. 2 Happy the one whose hopes rely on Israel's God! He made the sky, and earth, and seas with all their train. His truth forever stands secure; He saves th'oppressed, He feeds the poor, and none shall find His promise vain. 3 The Lord pours eyesight on the blind; the Lord supports the fainting mind; He sends the laboring conscience peace. He helps the stranger in distress, the widow and the fatherless, and grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 I'll praise Him while He lends me breath; and when my voice is lost in death, praise shall employ my nobler powers. My days of praise shall ne'er be past, while life, and thought, and being last, or immortality endures. Topics: The Church at Worship Praise and Adoration; God-Creator; God-Providence; Praise and Adoration-God Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 113TH

I'll Praise My Maker (Psalm 146)

Author: Isaac Watts; John Wesley Hymnal: Glory to God #806 (2013) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: I'll praise my Maker while I've breath Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath; and when my voice is lost in death, praise shall employ my nobler powers. My days of praise shall ne'er be past while life and thought and being last, or immortality endures. 2 How happy they whose hopes rely on Israel's God, who made the sky and earth and seas with all their train; whose truth forever stands secure, who saves the oppressed and feeds the poor, and none shall find God's promise vain. 3 The Lord pours eyesight on the blind; the Lord supports the fainting mind and sends the laboring conscience peace. God helps the stranger in distress, the widowed and the parentless, and grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath; and when my voice is lost in death, praise shall employ my nobler powers. My days of praise shall ne'er be past while life and thought and being last, or immortality endures. Topics: Creation; Healing; Living and Dying in Christ; Praise; Providence; Social Concerns; Trusting in the Promises of God Scripture: Psalm 146 Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 113TH

Psalm 146 (I'll Praise My Maker While I've Breath)

Author: Isaac Watts; John Wesley Hymnal: Voices United #867 (1996) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: I'll praise my Maker while I've breath Lyrics: 1 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, and when my voice is lost in death, praise shall employ my nobler powers. My days of praise shall ne'er be past, while life and thought and being last, or immortality endures. 2 How happy those whose hopes rely on Israel's God, who made the sky, the earth and seas, with all their train. This truth forever stands secure; God saves the oppressed, God feeds the poor, and none shall find God's promise vain. 3 For God gives eyesight to the blind; also supports the fainting mind, and sends the troubled conscience peace. God helps the stranger in distress, the widow and the parentless, and grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, and when my voice is lost in death, praise shall employ my nobler powers. My days of praise shall ne'er be past, while life, and thought, and being last, or immortality endures. Scripture: Psalm 146 Tune Title: OLD 113TH

Father of Everlasting Grace

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1453 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Father of everlasting grace, Thy goodness and Thy truth we praise, Thy goodness and Thy truth we prove; Thou hast, in honor of Thy Son, The gift unspeakable sent down, The Spirit of life, and power and love. 2. Send us the Spirit of Thy Son, To make the depths of Godhead known, To make us share the life divine; Send Him the sprinkled blood to apply, Send Him our souls to sanctify, And show and seal us ever Thine. 3. So shall we pray, and never cease; So shall we thankfully confess Thy wisdom, truth, and power, and love; With joy unspeakable adore, And bless and praise Thee evermore, And serve Thee as Thy hosts above: 4. Till, added to that heavenly choir, We raise our songs of triumph higher, And praise Thee in a nobler strain, Out-soar the first-born seraph’s flight, And sing, with all our friends in light, Thy everlasting love to man. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 113TH

From Highest Heav'n the Eternal Son

Author: Henry W. Baker Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1520 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. From highest Heav’n the eternal Son, With God the Father ever One, Came down to suffer and to die; For love of sinful man He bore Our human griefs and troubles sore, Our load of guilt and misery. 2. Rejoice, ye saints of God, and praise The Lamb who died, His flock to raise From sin and everlasting woe; With angels round the throne above O tell the wonders of His love, The joys that from His mercy flow. 3. In darkest shades of night we lay, Without a beam to guide our way, Or hope of aught beyond the grave; But He has brought us life and light, And opened Heaven to our sight, And lives forever strong to save. 4. Rejoice, ye saints of God, rejoice; Sing out, and praise with cheerful voice The Lamb whom Heav’n and earth adore; To Him who gave His only Son, To God the Spirit, with Them One, Be praise and glory evermore. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 113TH

I'll Praise My Maker

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2887 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 First Line: I'll praise my maker while I've breath Lyrics: 1. I’ll praise my maker while I’ve breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne’er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2. Why should I make a man my trust? Princes must die and turn to dust; Vain is the help of flesh and blood: Their breath departs, their pomp, and power, And thoughts, all vanish in an hour, Nor can they make their promise good. 3. Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel’s God: He made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train: His truth for ever stands secure; He saves th’oppressed, He feeds the poor, And none shall find His promise vain. 4. The Lord has eyes to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind; He sends the laboring conscience peace; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow, and the fatherless, And grants the prisoner sweet release. 5. He loves His saints, He knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell; Thy God, O Zion! ever reigns: Let every tongue, let every age, In this exalted work engage; Praise Him in everlasting strains. 6. I’ll praise Him while He lends me breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne’er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 113TH

I Love the Volumes of Thy Word

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2916 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. I love the volumes of Thy Word; What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distressed! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2. From the discoveries of Thy law The perfect rules of life I draw; These are my study and delight: Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that hath the furnace past Appears so pleasing to the sight. 3. Thy threat’nings wake my slumb’ring eyes, And warn me where my danger lies; But ’tis Thy blessèd Gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free, but large reward. 4. Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain: Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read Thy book of grace, And book of nature, not in vain. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 113TH

Judges, Who Rule the World by Laws

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3470 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1. Judges, who rule the world by laws, Will ye despise the righteous cause, When th’injured poor before you stands? Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, And let rich sinners ’scape secure, When gold and greatness bribe your hands? 2. Have ye forgot, or never knew, That God will judge the judges, too? High in the heav’ns His justice reigns; Yet you invade the rights of God, And send your bold decrees abroad, To bind the conscience in your chains. 3. A poisoned arrow is your tongue, The arrow sharp, the poison strong, And death attends where’er it wounds: You hear no counsels, cries, or tears; So the deaf adder stops her ears Against the power of charming sounds. 4. Break out their teeth, eternal God, Those teeth of lions dyed in blood; And crush the serpents in the dust; As empty chaff when whirlwinds rise Before the sweeping tempest flies, So let their hopes and names be lost. 5. Th’Almighty thunders from the sky, Their grandeur melts, their titles die, As hills of snow dissolve and run. Or snails that perish in their slime, Or births that come before their time, Vain births, that never see the sun. 6. Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord Safety and joy to saints afford; And all that hear shall join and say, Sure there’s a God that rules on high, A God that hears His children cry, And will their sufferings well repay. Languages: English Tune Title: OLD 113TH