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.