Lift up to God the voice of praise,
Whose breath our souls inspired;
Loud and more loud the anthem raise,
With grateful ardor fired.

Lift up to God the voice of praise,
Whose tender care sustains
Our feeble frame, encompassed round
With death’s unnumbered pains.

Lift up to God the voice of praise
Whose goodness, passing thought,
Loads every minute, as it flies,
With benefits unsought.

Lift up to God the voice of praise
From whom sal­va­tion flows;
Who sent His Son our souls to save
From ev­er­last­ing woes.

Lift up to God the voice of praise,
For hope’s transporting ray,
Which lights through darkest shades of death
To realms of endless day.