O render thanks to God above,
The fountain of eternal love,
Whose mercy firm through ages past
Hath stood, and shall forever last.

Who can His mighty deeds express,
Not only vast, but numberless?
What mortal eloquence can raise
His tribute of immortal praise?

Extend to me that favor, Lord,
Thou to Thy chosen dost afford;
When Thou return’st to set them free,
Let Thy salvation visit me.

O may I worthy prove to see
Thy saints in full prosperity,
That I the joyful choir may join,
And count Thy people’s triumph mine!

Praise our Creator and Savior eternal,
Him Who redeemed us from death and the grave;
Sing of His greatness, O hail and adore Him,
Strong to deliver, and mighty to save.

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Praise Him, praise Him,
Glory in the highest unto Him ascribing;
Praise Him, praise Him,
Blessèd be His Name, our Lord and King!

Praise our Creator and gracious Defender,
Rock where in safety we still may abide;
He is our Shepherd, how gently He leads us,
Where in the valley the cool waters glide.

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Praise our Creator, the Fountain of goodness,
Now in His grandeur exalted above;
Rest in His mercy and trust in His promise,
Ever to keep us, upheld by His love.

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Praise to Thee and adoration,
Blessèd Jesus, Son of God,
Who, to serve Thine own creation,
Didst partake of flesh and blood.
Teach me that I never may
From Thy fold or pastures stray,
But with zeal and joy exceeding
Follow where Thy steps are leading.

Let me never, Lord, forsake Thee,
E’en though bitter pain and strife
On my way shall overtake me;
But may I through all my life
Walk in fervent love to Thee,
In all woes for comfort flee
To Thy birth, Thy death, and Passion,
Till I see Thy full salvation.

Praise ye the Lord, for He is good;
Give thanks and bless His Name;
His lovingkindness changes not,
From age to age the same.

What tongue can tell His mighty deeds,
His wondrous works and ways?
O who can show His glory forth,
Or utter all His praise?

The Lord will bless and prosper those,
Yea, blest indeed are they
Whose ways are just, who constantly
His righteous law obey.

O Lord, remember me in grace,
Let me salvation see;
The grace Thou showest to Thy saints,
That grace reveal to me.

Let me behold Thy people’s good
And in their joy rejoice;
With Thy triumphant heritage
Let me lift up my voice.

In evil we have gone astray,
And sinful is our race;
Rebelliously our fathers walked,
Forgetful of Thy grace.

Though they rebelled, yet for their help
In saving strength He came
To make His power almighty known
And glorify His Name.

He brought them safely through the sea
And overwhelmed their foes;
Their faith was stirred, and for the time
Their songs of praise arose.

Forgetful soon, they tempted God
Nor for His counsel cared;
He sent them leanness in their souls,
While they earth’s bounties shared.

With envy they regarded those
Whom God to them had sent;
The opening earth, the kindling flame,
Brought awful punishment.

A golden image they adored,
And worshipped at its shrine;
Thus they despised the living God,
And scorned His love divine.

Their God and Savior they forgot,
Their Helper and their Stay,
But Moses pled the promised grace
And turned God’s wrath away.

Yea, they despised the pleasant land,
The promised land of God,
And tempted Him to make them fall
And scatter them abroad.

They sacrificed to heathen gods,
And God their sin repaid;
Then holy wrath avenged the wrong,
And so the plague was stayed.

The Lord approved the righteous act
Of him who sin abhorred,
And honored him forevermore
With just and great reward.

By wicked strife they angered God,
His wrath they did provoke;
And stirred by their rebellious cries,
Their leader rashly spoke.

Ensnared, they served the heathen gods,
And by them were beguiled;
The blood of children sacrificed
The very land defiled.

Against His own inheritance
Jehovah’s wrath arose,
His chosen people He condemned
To serve their heathen foes.

Though from their harsh oppressors’ hand
Ofttimes He set them free,
Rebellious still, they were brought low
In their iniquity.

When unto God they cried, He heard
And turned again His face,
In boundless love remembering
The covenant of His grace.

He even touched their captors’ hearts,
And made their very foes
Compassionate and pitiful
To feel His people’s woes.

Save us, O Lord, our gracious God,
From alien lands reclaim,
That we may triumph in Thy praise
And bless Thy holy Name.

Blest be the Lord our covenant God,
All praise to Him accord;
Let all the people say, “Amen.”
Praise ye, praise ye the Lord.

To God, the great, the ever blest,
Let songs of honor be addressed;
His mercy firm forever stands
Give Him the thanks His love demands.

Who knows the wonders of Thy ways?
Who shall fulfill Thy boundless praise?
Blest are the souls that fear Thee still,
And pay their duty to Thy will.

Remember what Thy mercy did
For Jacob’s race, Thy chosen seed;
And with the same salvation bless
The meanest suppliant of Thy grace.

O may I see Thy tribes rejoice,
And aid their triumphs with my voice!
This is my glory, Lord, to be
Joined to Thy saints, and near to Thee.

O God, Thou bottomless abyss!
Thee to perfection who can know?
O height immense! What words suffice
Thy countless attributes to show?

Unfathomable depths Thou art;
O plunge me in Thy mercy’s sea!
Void of true wisdom is my heart;
With love embrace and cover me:

While Thee, all-infinite, I set
By faith before my ravished eye,
My weakness bends beneath the weight;
O’erpowered I sink, I faint, I die.

Eternity Thy fountain was,
Which, like Thee, no beginning knew;
Thou wast ere time began his race,
Ere glowed with stars the ethereal blue.

Greatness unspeakable is Thine,
Greatness, whose undiminished ray,
When short-lived worlds are lost, shall shine,
When earth and Heaven are fled away.

Unchangeable, all-perfect Lord,
Essential life’s unbounded sea,
What lives and moves, lives by Thy Word;
It lives, and moves, and is from Thee.

Thy parent-hand, Thy forming skill,
Firm fixed this universal chain;
Else empty, barren darkness still
Had held his unmolested reign.

Whate’er in earth, or sea, or sky,
Or shuns or meets the wandering thought,
Escapes or strikes the searching eye,
By Thee was to perfection brought.

High is Thy power above all height,
Whate’er Thy will decrees is done;
Thy wisdom, equal to Thy might,
Only to Thee, O God, is known!

Heaven’s glory is Thy awful throne,
Yet earth partakes Thy gracious sway:
Vain man! Thy wisdom folly own,
Lost is thy reason’s feeble ray.

What our dim eye could never see,
Is plain and naked to Thy sight;
What thickest darkness veils, to Thee
Shines clearly as the morning light.

In light Thou dwell’st; light that no shade,
No variation, ever knew;
Heaven, earth, and hell, stand all displayed,
And open to Thy piercing view.