i'll praise my maker while i have breathe

and when voice is lost in death

praise employs my nobler power

my days of praise will never be past

happy those whose hopes rely

on Israel's God who made the sky

earth and seas with all their train

and all the land that lies within

our God pours eyesight on the blind

he supports the fainting mind

his truth forever stands secure

he saves oppressed and feeds the poor

i'll praise my God who lends me breath

and when my voice is lost in death

praise employs my nobler powers

my days of praise will never be past

God helps the stranger in distress

the widowed and the fatherless

he grants the prisoner sweet release

and sends the laboring conscinece peace

i'll praise my God...