Praise Ye the Lord
Praise ye the Lord, all His people;
Sing songs of praise to Him on high;
Shout to make the earth tremble;
Grow wings and start to fly.
Praise ye the Lord, all his children;
Sing songs of worship to His Name;
Shout praise from the tops of every mountain;
Grow spiritually to never more be the same.
Praise ye the Lord, all His servants;
Sings songs of majesty to the King;
Shout and proclaim to every continent;
Grow as a tree planted by a water's spring.
Praise ye the Lord, all ye saints;
Sing songs of thanks for His mercy;
Shout His gospel before it is too late;
Grow and rise above the enemy.
Praise ye the Lord, all ye nations;
Sing songs of His presence in the wind;
Shout of how His love is our salvation;
Grow to edify and to others be kind.
Praise ye the Lord, all ye heavens;
Sing songs of His glory as bright as the stars;
Shout of the Light that He has given;
Grow as the moon in the night and receive His scars.