Classic Poem

1.

Praise, O praise, the Name divine;
Praise it at the hallow'd Shrine;
Let the Firmament on high
To its Maker's praise reply.

2.

Let each tongue, and let each chord
Praise the name of Jacob 's Lord,
Let his Acts, and Pow'r supreme,
To your Songs suggest a theme.

3.

Be the harp no longer mute;
Sound the trumpet, touch the lute;
Wake to life each tuneful string;
Bring the pipe, the timbrel bring.

4.

Let the organ in his praise
Learn its loudest note to raise,
And the cymbal's varying sound
From the vaulted roof rebound.

5.

All who vital breath enjoy,
In his praise that breath employ,
And in one great Chorus join;
Praise, O praise, the Name divine.