Paraphrase Of Psalm CXLVIII
Praise ye the Lord.
Praise ye the Lord from the heavens: praise him in the heights.
SE ye the Lord! on every height Songs to his glory raise!
Ye angel-hosts, ye stars of light, Join in immortal praise!
Oh! heavens of heavens! let praise far-swelling From all your orbs be sent!
Join in the strain, ye waters, dwelling Above the firmament!
For His the word which gave you birth, And majesty, and might;
Praise to the Highest from the earth, And let the deeps unite!
Oh! fire and vapor, hail and snow, Ye servants of His will!
Oh! stormy winds, that only blow His mandates to fulfil;
Mountains and rocks, to heaven that rise; Fair cedars of the wood;
Creatures of life, that wing the skies, Or track the plains for food;
Judges of nations! kings, whose hand Waves the proud sceptre high!
Oh! youths and virgins of the land, Oh! age and infancy!
Praise ye His name, to whom alone All homage should be given;
Whose glory, from th' eternal throne Spreads wide o'er earth and heaven!
Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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