Praise the Lord in his sanctuary high, In the heavens above, let praises fly.
For his acts of power, let us sing, Of his greatness, let our voices ring. With trumpet and harp, let music soar, With timbrel and dance, let spirits soar.
Strings and pipe, clash of cymbals loud, Resounding praise, let it be avowed. Let everything with breath, give praise, To the Lord, our voices raise.
Praise the Lord with joyful sound, In his presence, let love abound. So let us lift our voices high, Praise the Lord, let praises fly.
