Brother! Sister!

O my brother, praise the Lord O my sister, praise the Lord People of God, praise the Lord For He is worthy, praise the Lord From the rising of the sun to its setting The name of the Lord shall be praised For the Lord is high above all the nations High above the heavens His glory reigns He sees all the hurt and heavy-laden He lifts the poor and needy from the dust The lonely have a place at His table Those who in His name place their trust Who is like the Lord our God There is no one Who else is seated on high Only You, Lord