1.

Now is the time for thanks and praise and honor,
No time to hear complaints or murmuring.
The fruits of righteousness we’ll show the Father,
And songs of praise and jubilation sing.
God be praised! God be praised!
The fruits of righteousness we’ll show the Father,
And songs of praise and jubilation sing.

2.

It does behoove the righteous congregation,
Whom He has purchased with a price so high,
To praise the Lord with all the Spirit’s fullness,
With fervent hearts Him bless and magnify.
God be praised! God be praised!
To praise the Lord with all the Spirit’s fullness,
With fervent hearts Him bless and magnify.

3.

Indeed, the people God Himself has chosen
Shall praise and glorify His holy name.
With thoughts and words and deeds all taken captive,
Obeying God, the Gospel we proclaim.
God be praised! God be praised!
With thoughts and words and deeds all taken captive,
Obeying God, the Gospel we proclaim.

4.

When in God’s hands, then all is as it should be;
His saints are there preserved most zealously.
Joint heirs with Christ, partakers of His glory,
We’re by God’s mercy from the world set free.
God be praised! God be praised!
Joint heirs with Christ, partakers of His glory,
We’re by God’s mercy from the world set free.

5.

May songs of praise increase and grow more perfect,
That from our hearts pure tones together blend.
Like holy incense rising up to heaven,
Let prayers and thankfulness to God ascend.
God be praised! God be praised!
Like holy incense rising up to heaven,
Let prayers and thankfulness to God ascend.

Written by Hilda Broks (published in 1916)Composed by Pauline LerenText © Stiftelsen Skjulte Skatters ForlagMelody © FrelsesarmeenNorway ⋅ E