1441 verses about Praise

Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing. Then they said among the nations, “Yahweh has done great things for them.”

Yahweh has done great things for us, and we are glad.

“We will go into his dwelling place. We will worship at his footstool.

Let your priests be clothed with righteousness. Let your saints shout for joy!”

Her priests I will also clothe with salvation. Her saints will shout aloud for joy.

Look! Praise Yahweh, all you servants of Yahweh, who stand by night in Yahweh’s house!

Lift up your hands in the sanctuary. Praise Yahweh!

Praise Yah! Praise Yahweh’s name! Praise him, you servants of Yahweh,

you who stand in Yahweh’s house, in the courts of our God’s house.

Praise Yah, for Yahweh is good. Sing praises to his name, for that is pleasant.

For I know that Yahweh is great, that our Lord is above all gods.

Your name, Yahweh, endures forever; your renown, Yahweh, throughout all generations.

House of Israel, praise Yahweh! House of Aaron, praise Yahweh!

House of Levi, praise Yahweh! You who fear Yahweh, praise Yahweh!

Blessed be Yahweh from Zion, Who dwells at Jerusalem. Praise Yah!

Give thanks to Yahweh, for he is good; for his loving kindness endures forever.

Give thanks to the God of gods; for his loving kindness endures forever.

Give thanks to the Lord of lords; for his loving kindness endures forever:

To him who alone does great wonders; for his loving kindness endures forever:

The sun to rule by day; for his loving kindness endures forever;

The moon and stars to rule by night; for his loving kindness endures forever:

To him who divided the Red Sea apart; for his loving kindness endures forever;

But overthrew Pharaoh and his army in the Red Sea; for his loving kindness endures forever:

Og king of Bashan; for his loving kindness endures forever;

And has delivered us from our adversaries; for his loving kindness endures forever:

Oh give thanks to the God of heaven; for his loving kindness endures forever.

For there, those who led us captive asked us for songs. Those who tormented us demanded songs of joy: “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

I will give you thanks with my whole heart. Before the gods, I will sing praises to you.

I will bow down toward your holy temple, and give thanks to your Name for your loving kindness and for your truth; for you have exalted your Name and your Word above all.

All the kings of the earth will give you thanks, Yahweh, for they have heard the words of your mouth.

Yes, they will sing of the ways of Yahweh; for great is Yahweh’s glory.

I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.

If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.

Surely the righteous will give thanks to your name. The upright will dwell in your presence.

Let my prayer be set before you like incense; the lifting up of my hands like the evening sacrifice.

Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks to your name. The righteous will surround me, for you will be good to me.

I remember the days of old. I meditate on all your doings. I contemplate the work of your hands.

Blessed be Yahweh, my rock, who teaches my hands to war, and my fingers to battle:

my loving kindness, my fortress, my high tower, my deliverer, my shield, and he in whom I take refuge; who subdues my people under me.

I will sing a new song to you, God. On a ten-stringed lyre, I will sing praises to you.

Happy are the people who are in such a situation. Happy are the people whose God is Yahweh.

I will exalt you, my God, the King. I will praise your name forever and ever.

Every day I will praise you. I will extol your name forever and ever.

Great is Yahweh, and greatly to be praised! His greatness is unsearchable.

One generation will commend your works to another, and will declare your mighty acts.

Of the glorious majesty of your honor, of your wondrous works, I will meditate.

Men will speak of the might of your awesome acts. I will declare your greatness.

They will utter the memory of your great goodness, and will sing of your righteousness.

All your works will give thanks to you, Yahweh. Your saints will extol you.

They will speak of the glory of your kingdom, and talk about your power;

to make known to the sons of men his mighty acts, the glory of the majesty of his kingdom.

My mouth will speak the praise of Yahweh. Let all flesh bless his holy name forever and ever.

Praise Yah! Praise Yahweh, my soul.

While I live, I will praise Yahweh. I will sing praises to my God as long as I exist.

Yahweh will reign forever; your God, O Zion, to all generations. Praise Yah!

Praise Yah, for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant and fitting to praise him.

He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by their names.

Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.

Sing to Yahweh with thanksgiving. Sing praises on the harp to our God,

who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.

He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens when they call.

Praise Yahweh, Jerusalem! Praise your God, Zion!

He has not done this for just any nation. They don’t know his ordinances. Praise Yah!

Praise Yah! Praise Yahweh from the heavens! Praise him in the heights!

Praise him, all his angels! Praise him, all his army!

Praise him, sun and moon! Praise him, all you shining stars!

Praise him, you heavens of heavens, You waters that are above the heavens.

Let them praise Yahweh’s name, For he commanded, and they were created.

Praise Yahweh from the earth, you great sea creatures, and all depths;

mountains and all hills; fruit trees and all cedars;

wild animals and all livestock; small creatures and flying birds;

kings of the earth and all peoples; princes and all judges of the earth;

both young men and maidens; old men and children:

let them praise Yahweh’s name, for his name alone is exalted. His glory is above the earth and the heavens.

He has lifted up the horn of his people, the praise of all his saints; even of the children of Israel, a people near to him. Praise Yah!

Praise Yahweh! Sing to Yahweh a new song, his praise in the assembly of the saints.

Let Israel rejoice in him who made them. Let the children of Zion be joyful in their King.

Let them praise his name in the dance! Let them sing praises to him with tambourine and harp!

For Yahweh takes pleasure in his people. He crowns the humble with salvation.

Let the saints rejoice in honor. Let them sing for joy on their beds.

May the high praises of God be in their mouths, and a two-edged sword in their hand;

to execute on them the written judgment. All his saints have this honor. Praise Yah!

Praise Yah! Praise God in his sanctuary! Praise him in his heavens for his acts of power!

Praise him for his mighty acts! Praise him according to his excellent greatness!

Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet! Praise him with harp and lyre!

Praise him with tambourine and dancing! Praise him with stringed instruments and flute!

Praise him with loud cymbals! Praise him with resounding cymbals!

Let everything that has breath praise Yah! Praise Yah!

The crucible is for silver, and the furnace for gold; but man is refined by his praise.

Those who forsake the law praise the wicked; but those who keep the law contend with them.

Her children rise up and call her blessed. Her husband also praises her:

“Many women do noble things, but you excel them all.”

Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain; but a woman who fears Yahweh, she shall be praised.

Give her of the fruit of her hands! Let her works praise her in the gates!

Take me away with you. Let us hurry. The king has brought me into his rooms. Friends We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will praise your love more than wine! Beloved They are right to love you.

My dove in the clefts of the rock, In the hiding places of the mountainside, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.

Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all spices of the merchant?

My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother’s only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

Above him stood the seraphim. Each one had six wings. With two he covered his face. With two he covered his feet. With two he flew.

One called to another, and said, “Holy, holy, holy, is Yahweh of Armies! The whole earth is full of his glory!”