I’ll Praise My Maker While I’ve Breath
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- Опубліковано 9 лют 2016
- Congregational singing
Metropolitan Tabernacle, London
Text: Isaac Watts | Tune: MONMOUTH
I’ll praise my Maker while I’ve breath;
And when my voice is lost in death
Praise shall employ my nobler powers:
My days of praise shall ne’er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.
Why should I place in man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust;
Vain is the help of flesh and blood:
Their breath departs, their pomp and power,
Their thoughts are gone within an hour,
Nor can they make their promise good.
Happy are they whose hopes rely
On Israel’s God; He made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train:
His Truth for ever stands secure;
He saves the oppressed, He feeds the poor,
And none shall find His promise vain.
The Lord has eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the labouring conscience peace:
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the prisoner sweet release.
I’ll praise Him while He lends me breath,
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers;
My days of praise shall ne’er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.
(Psalm 146)
Someone should give that ORGAN, and ORGANIST a gold medal, oh how the congregation sings with good solid Organ playing. Absolutely beautiful!
"The lord supports the sinking mind " healing words
Lord support us
I will praise my God as long as He makes me breathe. Hallelujah
Amen my sister!
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Introduced to me by the late, saintly, Dr Jonathan Glyn Owen at Westminster Chapel and sung at my late father's funeral. The Lord God has been a real help to the widow and the fatherless. A glorious blessing from the pen of Isaac Watts.
Yes we praise our Lord and Saviour ,for our eternal Salvation, what a glorious future we have when we are transported to heaven ,
We can and ought to praise God while we still have breath! Glory to God. This hymn nourishes my spirit
We praise God by living according to His word
My days of praise shall never be past
I grew up in a Church that sang these beautiful old hymns. Thanks be to God! 🤍 How is everyone?
My soul bless the God of David
I love Mary my lovely mother of hope...Jesus our my sweetheart Holy Spirit my guards loving ❤ you all my greatful father God.❤❤❤
“For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse:”
Romans 1:20 (KJV)
Harry Kim ' jamaicagleaner Anglican Communion
I was looking for this hymn-tune everywhere, but in all the wrong places; it is never sung in the USA.
Lovely to hear it!
Too deep, very uplifting, soul searching and inspiring. God is truly the owner of our breathe, the song touches my deeper most spirit ,it reminds me of the reason why i was created to serve and love God and my neighbours. The awesomeness of being in God's presence, that is what this song does to me each time i hear it.
Mercy Ikenna Mbaekwe We are truly one in the Spirit Mercy, even though from different sexes, races and cultures and places on earth. I could not have expressed the experience of this song in better words
Mercy Ikenna Mbaekwe 11
Well said 👏
Ohh Lord help me to give you all praise due you while I still have my breath. Amen. Wonderful hymn.
Oh Father than you for these prayerful words of encouragement and faith. Draw me deeper into th will.
...and blessed be Almighty GOD, the GOD and Father of my coming King, and of my Lord, Master, and Savior, JESUS the Christ of Nazareth, Amen...
What a wonderful hymn amen and amen
My great childhood hymns ❤
I woke up yesterday with this stanza ringing in my ears. This is one of my favourite hymns. The first line is a prayer for my eyes. Lord, please sharpen my sight (in every aspect of my life). The One who created me LENT me breath when I arrived on earth; and He will take it at will. In between these two occasions, I have every reason to sing His praise for being a caring, faithful and compassionate friend (I've found a friend, O such a friend, He loved me ere I knew Him).
The Lord gives eyesight to the blind
The Lord supports the fainting mind
He sends the labouring conscience peace
He helps the stranger in distress
The widow and the fatherless
And grand the prisoner sweet release.
How I'm filled when listening this sweet hymn , I love it so much
Psalm is the best way to praise. Thanks for the song.
Thank you God of Host, my Maker😭🙏
I love this hymn and to this tune (Monmouth) too! Simonline 😀👍
The Lord pours eyesight on the blind
I love this songs of praise, thanks
We were made to eventually stand before the throne of God and sing endless praises to our Redeemer. I hope it will be sung at my funeral; what a beautiful tune!
we shall indeed stand before the throne and praise the Lord, but only if we are born of the Spirit and have entered life, an experiance we are beginning to forget in these days of easy believism.
Another wonderful hymn from Isaac Watts who came from Southampton England as do I.
It's good to praise our maker while we are alive indeed. And when our voice is lost we cannot do it. The Bible declares the dead cannot praise Him. So beautifully sang, God bless you.
My favourite hymn🥺💗
The Lord has eyes to give the blind
Feeling Blessed. Thanks indeed.!
Amen!
A beautiful hymn! A beautiful tune! Loved it from the first time I heard it! Thanks for sharing!
Another favourite of mine! Beautiful!! Its author has written so many other inspiring hymns! Thank God for their inspiration!! Thanks for posting!!
AMEN ♥️🙏
Wow, such touch verses for self examination. Very moving
Amen. Hallelujah.
Lovely hymn
We tried to sing this last Sunday with a poor result. Consequently we turned to this version to hear how we should have fitted the words to the tune. Suitably educated we shoul be able to make a better attempt next time.
Dont worry brother, there comes a time when you will be tuned for heavenly glory ❤❤😂😂, for thou shall with all thy voice, praising thou father
I'll praise my Maker while I've breath,
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures.
Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust;
Vain is the help of flesh and blood:
Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r
And thoughts all vanish in an hour,
Nor can they make their promise good.
How happy they whose hopes rely
On Israel's God, Who made the sky
And earth and seas with all their train:
His truth forever stands secure;
He saves th' oppressed, He feeds the poor,
And none shall find His promise vain.
The Lord has eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the lab'ring conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow, and the fatherless,
And grants the pris'ner sweet release.
I'll praise Him while He lends me breath,
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures.
Glory to God 😍🙏
Thanks for a recording with such clear enunciation. Much appreciated :o)
Fantastic tune which do fit the words.
Achei está canção no livro de A W tozer
Praising God is always my pleasure.
This is one of those hymns we should keep in the speed dial for those days when courage derails from the heart.
I love this channel, thank you brother for the wonderful selection of true worship you published here.
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This is the tune in the Methodist Hymn Book.
Yes, the 1933 edition will continue to be used in this house. It was good enough for my father and his father before him, and is therefore good enough for me.
Agree
Lord Jesus Christ, save the babies and help the ladies. Please open the eyes of mothers and fathers to the gift of a baby.
Pray to end abortion.”Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, and before you were born I consecrated you; I appointed you a prophet to the nations”. Jeremiah 1 v 5
Amen and Amen and Amen.
There is another melody commonly used with these hymn lyrics. I think its called Old 113th. Could you upload that version sometime soon?
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I don’t like it to the tune of Old 113th
What tune is this being sung to, please?
Steve Young MONMOUTH
Is there another tune it can be sung too
This is a very difficult melody. It's as if the words are shoe horned in to make them fit. IOWords, the melody is, to me, inappropriate and distracting. I already am sometimes mentally distracted from the words I am singing, I don't need to be distracted by the melody as I struggle to match the words with the bizarre rhythm. Who can focus on the hymn's meaning? If you can find a version with a more appropriate melody, please do.
The tune 'Monmouth' is commonly used by independent evangelical and baptist churches in the UK. I grew up singing this at churches in Canterbury and Bedfordshire.
While I agree the tune must never distract from the words, this beautiful, sober and appropriate tune is easy to sing after a hearing it a couple of times. I long for the days when churches sang and learned new melodies of this calibre.
@Ih8tGugel, It's also sung to Nashville and Old 113th. You can find those settings at hymnary.org.
Actually - if you know how syllables work , It is easy to align the syllables with the Metre. I realise that there are small changes necessary, for example ' He grants the Pris'ner sweet release' where it is necessary to drop a vowel to fit the Metre in this tune- Monmouth.But I can identify with this Hymn because I went to Prison for refusing to disobey the Word of God (2 Tim 5:8 - Family Court, Newcastle NSW Australia). I can truly say the Lord gives 'sweet release' both literally, as well as when I was saved at the age of 7.
The tune Monmouth does require some musical dexterity, but is no more difficult than fitting words to Anglican chant. The more you sing it, the easier it becomes
@@johnmrevell Sadly those days are long gone. I struggled in vain to teach the value of hymns and memory when at university.
Too deep