O give thanks, give thanks unto the Lord,
For He is good, and His mercy endureth forever.
To Him which led His people through the wilderness,
For He is good, and His mercy endureth forever.
He turnèd the wilderness into a standing water,
And dry ground into water springs.
Strengthen ye the weak hands and confirm the feeble knees,
Say to them that are of a fearful heart,
Be strong, fear not, behold your God will come with a recompense.
Then shall the eyes of the blind be opened
And the ears of the deaf, of the deaf unstoppèd.
And a highway shall be there,
And it shall be callèd the way, the way of holiness,
The unclean shall not pass over it,
The unclean shall not pass over it,
But the redeemèd of the Lord shall walk therein;
And the ransomed of the Lord shall return and come to Zion,
To Zion with songs and everlasting joy upon their heads,
They shall obtain joy and gladness,
And sorrow and sighing shall flee away.

Give thanks unto the Lord, Jehovah,
For He is good, O praise His Name!
Let Israel say: The Lord be praisèd,
His mercy ever is the same.
Let Aaron’s house now praise Jehovah;
The Lord is good, O praise His Name:
Let all that fear the Lord extol Him,
His mercy ever is the same.

In a large place the Lord hath set me;
In my distress He heard my cry.
I will not fear, the Lord is with me;
What can man do, when God is nigh?
The Lord is chief among my helpers;
And I shall see my foes o’erthrown:
Far better than in man or princes,
My trust I place in God alone.

I shall not die, but live, declaring
The works of God, who tried me sore,
And chastened me; but in His mercy
Not unto death has giv’n me o’er.
The gates of righteousness set open,
The gate of God! I’ll enter in
To praise Thee, Lord, who prayer hast answered,
And savèdst me from all my sin.

The stone—O Lord, it is Thy doing—
The stone the builders did despise,
Is made the headstone of the corner,
And it is marv’lous in our eyes.
This is the day, of days most glorious,
The Lord has made; we’ll joy and sing.
Send now prosperity, we pray Thee;
And, O our God, salvation bring!

O praise the Lord, for He is good,
Let all in Heav’n above
And all His saints on earth proclaim
His everlasting love.
In my distress I called on God;
In grace He answered me,
Removed my bonds, enlarged my place,
From trouble set me free.

The Lord with me, I will not fear
Though human might oppose;
The Lord my Helper, I shall be
Triumphant o’er my foes.
No trust in men, or kings of men,
Can confidence afford,
But they are strong, and sure their trust,
Whose hope is in the Lord.

Though nations compass me about,
Like swarming hosts of sin,
Yet in the Name of God the Lord
I shall the victory win.
The Lord has helped and kept me safe
When foes were fierce and strong;
The Lord my Savior is become,
He is my strength and song.

Salvation’s joyful song is heard
Where’er the righteous dwell;
For them God’s hand is strong to save
And doeth all things well.
I shall not die, but live to tell
The wonders of the Lord;
He has not giv’n my soul to death,
But chastened and restored.