Poor Bishop Hooper
Psalm 65
[Verse 1]
What mighty praise, O God, belongs to You (What mighty praise, O God, what mighty praise)
We will fulfill the vows we've made to You (We will fulfill, O God, we will fulfill)
Oh, to You who hear our prayers
Oh, to You who all men come
What mighty praise, O God, belongs to You (What mighty praise, O God, what mighty praise)

[Chorus]
Though our sins prevail, You forgive them all
How blessed is the one whom You choose to bring near to You
Those who dwell within Your holy courts
We will be satisfied with the goodness that awaits in Your house
Though our sins prevail, You forgive them all
How blessed is the one whom You choose to bring near to You
Those who dwell within Your holy courts
We will be satisfied with the goodness that awaits in Your house

[Verse 2]
You answer prayers in faith with awesome deed (You answer prayers, O God, You answer prayers)
You who are the trust of earth and sea (You are the trust, O God, You are the trust)
You formed the mountains by Your power
And armed Yourself with strength on strength
You who still the roaring of the sea (You answer prayers, O God, You answer prayers)

[Chorus]
Though our sins prevail, You forgive them all
How blessed is the one whom You choose to bring near to You
Those who dwell within Your holy courts
We will be satisfied with the goodness that awaits in Your house
Even the ends of the earth, they stand in awe
From where the sun rises to where it sets, You bring shouts of joy
Your visit makes the world to overflow
The river of our God is brimming up and bountiful
Even the ends of the earth, they stand in awe
From where the sun rises to where it sets, You bring shouts of joy
Your visit makes the world to overflow
The river of our God is brimming up and bountiful
[Outro]
You settle its ridges, You soften with showers
You bless its growth with fruit and abundance
Paths drip with fatness as pastures blossom
You crown the year with a harvest oh so bountiful, they all sing for joy
You settle its ridges, You soften with showers
You bless its growth with fruit and abundance
Paths drip with fatness as pastures blossom
You crown the year with a harvest oh so bountiful, they all sing for joy