Psalm 147 (Hymn Core Music) ✝

[Brief Intro] [Verse 1] Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in His praise: His nature and His works invite To make this duty our delight. [Chorus] Great is our Lord, and great His might; And all His glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 2] The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to His name: His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. [Verse 3] He formed the stars, those heavenly names; He counts their numbers, calls their names: His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A depth where all our thoughts are drowned. [Chorus] Great is our Lord, and great His might; And all His glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 2] The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to His name: His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. [Verse 3] He formed the stars, those heavenly names; He counts their numbers, calls their names: His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A depth where all our thoughts are drowned. [Rest] [Final Chorus] Great is our Lord, and great His might; And all His glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. [Lull] [Final Chorus] [Outro] Great is our Lord, and great His might; And all His glories infinite: He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. [Fade Out]