O praise ye the Lord!
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O praise ye the Lord! Praise him in the height; Rejoice in his word, Ye angels of light; Ye heavens adore him By whom ye were made, And worship before him, In brightness arrayed. O praise ye the Lord! Praise him upon earth, In tuneful accord, Ye sons of new birth; Praise him who hath brought you His grace from above, Praise him who hath taught you To sing of his love. O praise ye the Lord, All things that give sound; Each jubilant chord Re-echo around; Loud organs, his glory Forth tell in deep tone, And, sweet harp, the story Of what he hath done. O praise ye the Lord! Thanksgiving and song To him be outpoured All ages along; For love in creation, For heaven restored, For grace of salvation, O praise ye the Lord! |
Sit laus Domino! Audita supra sint verba choro cum laetitia; fer, aether, honorem, fer opifici, te flecte, nitorem indutus, ei. Sit laus Domino a terricolis, concordi choro, bis nunc genitis; laudate Datorem, qui larga tulit, et eius amorem, ut is docuit. Sit laus Domino! Quod sonum habet laetante globo circa reboet; sit tuba canora lyraeque modi, ut nota decora sint facta Dei. Sit laus Domino! Cum carminibus per saecla Deo grates agimus; salute beanti caeloque novo, amanti, creanti sit laus Domino! |