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(27) Praise at all Times.

My soul shall praise thee, O my God

Through all my mortal days,

And in eternity prolong

Thy vast, thy boundless praise.

2 In every smiling, happy hour,

Be this my sweet employ;

Thy praise refines my earthly bliss,

And heightens all my joy.

3 When anxious grief and gloomy care

Afflict my throbbing breast,

My tongue shall learn to speak thy praise,

And lull each pain to rest.

4 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim

The honors of my God;

My life, with all its active powers,

Shall spread thy praise abroad.

5 And when these lips shall cease to move,

When death shall close these eyes,

My soul shall then to nobler heights

Of joy and transport rise.

O. Heigenbotham.