SDA Hymnal 37
O Sing, My Soul, Your Maker's Praise
Words: Anne SteeleMusic: Joseph BarnbyTune: Laudes Domini6.6.6.6.6.6
1O sing my soul, your Maker's praise
In grateful hymns ascending;
Whose steadfast love has crowned your days
With heavenly gifts unending.
I sought the Lord, He heard my cry;
His holy angels hovering nigh
The tents of those who love Him.
2The Lord is good to those who seek
His face in time of sorrow;
Providing comfort to the weak
And grace for each tomorrow.
Though grief may tarry for a night,
The morning shall break in joy and light
With blessings from His presence.
3The Lord will turn His face in peace
When troubled souls draw near Him;
His loving-kindness shall not cease
To those who trust and fear Him.
Our God will not forsake His own;
Eternal is His heavenly throne;
His kingdom stands forever.
- Words
- Anne Steele
- Music
- Joseph Barnby
- Tune
- Laudes Domini
- Meter
- 6.6.6.6.6.6
- Scripture
- Psalm 34:6; Psalm 30:5; Lamentations 3:22-23
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The verse
- Meter
- 8.7.8.8.8.9.7 · the hymnal prints 6.6.6.6.6.6
- Foot
- iambic (da-DUM) · 60% of beats fit
- Rhyme
- ABABCCD
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