Psa 150:1 Praise the LORD! Praise God in his sanctuary; praise him in his mighty heavens!
Psa 150:2 Praise him for his mighty deeds; praise him according to his excellent greatness!
Psa 150:3 Praise him with trumpet sound; praise him with lute and harp!
Psa 150:4 Praise him with tambourine and dance; praise him with strings and pipe!
Psa 150:5 Praise him with sounding cymbals; praise him with loud clashing cymbals!
Psa 150:6 Let everything that has breath praise the LORD! Praise the LORD!
http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/w/e/t/wetstrin.htm
Wake every tuneful string,
Let every creature sing,
Praise ye, praise ye,
Praise ye the Lord;
Maker of earth and sea,
We lift our hearts to Thee,
With lofty melody;
Praise ye the Lord.
Great His eternal Name,
Now and for aye the same;
Praise ye, praise ye,
Praise ye the Lord;
Firm as the mountain band
Girding the fertile land,
His truth shall ever stand;
Praise ye the Lord.
He spake, and it was done,
His arm the vict’ry won;
Praise ye, praise ye,
Praise ye the Lord;
He, from sepulchral night
Lifting the soul to light,
Crowns it with glory bright;
Praise ye the Lord.
Angels around His throne,
Making His wonders known,
Praise ye, praise ye,
Praise ye the Lord;
O ye redeemed on high,
Down thro’ the azure sky
Echo the glad reply—
Praise ye the Lord.
—Fanny Crosby
MESSIAH THE PRINCE
by
Christmas Evans, 1766-1838
He was born in Bethlehem, wrapped in swaddling bands, and laid in a manger. The great Deliverer was “made of a woman, made under the law, to redeem those that were under the law, that we might receive the adoption of sons!” With a mighty hand He laid hold of the works of Satan, unlocked the prison gates, and broke the bands asunder. He opened His mouth and the deaf heard, the blind saw, the dumb spoke, the lame walked, and the lepers were cleansed. In the house of Jairus, in the street of Nain, and in the burial ground of Bethany His word was mightier than death. These whom He raised from the grave were but the earnest if His future triumph. He took our yoke and bore it away upon His own shoulders and cast it broken into the bottomless pit. He felt in His hands and His feet the nails, and in His side the spear. Behold Him hanging on Calvary, nailing upon His cross THREE BILLS–the handwriting of the law which was against us, the oath of our allegiance to the prince of darkness, and the charter of the “everlasting covenant,” fulfilling the first, breaking the second, and sealing the third with His blood.
On the morning of the third day, the Conqueror is seen, “coming from Edom, with dyed garments from Bozrah;” He has “trodden the wine press alone.” By the might of arm, He has routed the hosts of hell and spoiled the dominion of death. The fortress of the foe is demolished, and He returns from the war “glorious in His apparel, traveling in the greatness of His strength.” He enters the gates of the everlasting city amid the rejoicing of angels and shouts of His redeemed, “Who is this King of glory?
The LORD OF HOST, He is the King of glory.”
AMEN!! SOMEBODY SHOUT HALLELUJAH!
BTTT
I'll Shout it! "HALLELUJAH!"
The DSL at my Humble Metroplex Abode lets me Access the Midi's on the Other Site I Like, so Here's a Wonderful Favorite:
Ancient of Days {Jamie Harvill, Gary Sadler}
Blessing and honor
Glory and power
Be unto
The Ancient of Days!
From every nation
All of creation
Bow before
The Ancient of Days!
Every tongue in
Heaven and earth
Shall declare
Your glory
Every knee shall bow
At Your throne
In worship
You will be exalted
O God
And Your kingdom
Shall not pass away
O Ancient of Days!
Your kingdom shall reign
Over all the earth!
Sing unto
The Ancient of Days!
For none can compare
To Your matchless worth!
Sing unto
The Ancient of Days!
Your kingdom shall reign
Over all the earth!
Sing unto
The Ancient of Days!
For none can compare
To Your matchless worth!
Sing unto
The Ancient of Days!
Sing Praises to God, Sing Praises!
Sing Praises Unto our King, Sing Praises,
For God is the King of All the Earth! (Ps.47:6,7)