Songs of praise the angels sang,
Heav'n with hallelujahs rang,
When the Lord's work had begun,
When He spoke and it was done.
Songs of praise awoke the morn,
When the Prince of Peace was born:
Songs of praise arose when He
Captive led captivity.
Songs of praise will ever fill my heart,
And fill my every part.
Songs of praise, ascending to my King,
With millions I will sing
Songs of praise.
Heav'n and earth must pass away,
Songs of praise will crown that day;
God will make new heavens and earth,
Songs of praise will hail their birth.
And will man hold back his tongue
'Till that glorious kingdom come?
No; the church delights to raise
Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.
Young and old, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.
Borne upon their final breath,
Songs of praise will conquer death;
Then, amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.
Words by James Montgomery (1771-1854) and David Ward. Music by David L. Ward.
© 2002 Hymnicity
CCLI Song #4297622