Bible Verses About Praise

The praise of Jehovah my mouth speaketh, And all flesh doth bless His holy name, To the age and for ever!

Praise ye Jah! Praise, O my soul, Jehovah.

I praise Jehovah during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist.

Trust not in princes--in a son of man, For he hath no deliverance.

His spirit goeth forth, he returneth to his earth, In that day have his thoughts perished.

O the happiness of him Who hath the God of Jacob for his help, His hope is on Jehovah his God,

Making the heavens and earth, The sea and all that is in them, Who is keeping truth to the age,

Doing judgment for the oppressed, Giving bread to the hungry.

Jehovah is loosing the prisoners, Jehovah is opening (the eyes of) the blind, Jehovah is raising the bowed down, Jehovah is loving the righteous,

Jehovah is preserving the strangers, The fatherless and widow He causeth to stand, And the way of the wicked He turneth upside down.

Jehovah doth reign to the age, Thy God, O Zion, to generation and generation, Praise ye Jah!

Praise ye Jah! For it is good to praise our God, For pleasant--comely is praise.

Building Jerusalem is Jehovah, The driven away of Israel He gathereth.

Who is giving healing to the broken of heart, And is binding up their griefs.

Appointing the number of the stars, To all them He giveth names.

Great is our Lord, and abundant in power, Of His understanding there is no narration.

Jehovah is causing the meek to stand, Making low the wicked unto the earth.

Answer ye to Jehovah with thanksgiving, Sing ye to our God with a harp.

Who is covering the heavens with clouds, Who is preparing for the earth rain, Who is causing grass to spring up on mountains,

Giving to the beast its food, To the young of the ravens that call.

Not in the might of the horse doth He delight, Not in the legs of a man is He pleased.

Jehovah is pleased with those fearing Him, With those waiting for His kindness.

Glorify, O Jerusalem, Jehovah, Praise thy God, O Zion.

For He did strengthen the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy sons in thy midst.

Who is making thy border peace, With the fat of wheat He satisfieth Thee.