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Praise Ye The Lord
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Praise ye the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation!
wellsprings jack urban gl
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Very relaxed flute and piano music from a Christian background, with a jazzy feel.
Wellsprings is Jack Urban and Glauber Ribeiro, an accoustic piano and flute duo based in Wheaton, Illinois (Chicago area, USA). We have one album produced (called Wellsprings) and another one in the works. Our album is available at http://www.cdbaby.com/glauber . Our music is a blend of new and traditional Christian music played straight from the heart, in a very relaxed and jazzy style.
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Charts
Peak #408
Peak in subgenre #89
Author
Joachim Neander / Ander Theil
Rights
public domain
Uploaded
March 01, 2004
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MP3 3.1 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
This is my favourite tune from the Presbyterian hymnal. I love the way it waltzes along. When i listen to this track, it reminds me of a river that starts with just a trickle and keeps building up until it's a mighty current.
Lyrics
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation! O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy health and salvation! All ye who hear, now to His temple draw near; Praise Him in glad adoration. Praise to the Lord, Who over all things so wondrously reigneth, Shelters thee under His wings, yea, so gently sustaineth! Hast thou not seen how thy desires ever have been Granted in what He ordaineth? Praise to the Lord, Who hath fearfully, wondrously, made thee; Health hath vouchsafed and, when heedlessly falling, hath stayed thee. What need or grief ever hath failed of relief? Wings of His mercy did shade thee. Praise to the Lord, Who doth prosper thy work and defend thee; Surely His goodness and mercy here daily attend thee. Ponder anew what the Almighty can do, If with His love He befriend thee. Praise to the Lord, Who, when tempests their warfare are waging, Who, when the elements madly around thee are raging, Biddeth them cease, turneth their fury to peace, Whirlwinds and waters assuaging. Praise to the Lord, Who, when darkness of sin is abounding, Who, when the godless do triumph, all virtue confounding, Sheddeth His light, chaseth the horrors of night, Saints with His mercy surrounding. Praise to the Lord, O let all that is in me adore Him! All that hath life and breath, come now with praises before Him. Let the Amen sound from His people again, Gladly for all we adore Him.
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