O praise the Lord, His deeds make known,
And call upon His Name;
Sing ye to Him, His praises sing,
His wondrous works proclaim.
Let hearts rejoice that seek the Lord,
His holy Name adore;
Seek ye Jehovah and His strength,
Seek Him forevermore.

Ye children of God’s covenant,
Who of His grace have heard,
Forget not all His wondrous deeds
And judgments of His Word.
The Lord our God is God alone,
All lands His judgments know;
His promise He remembers still,
While generations go.

While yet our fathers were but few,
Sojourners in the land,
He sware that Canaan should be theirs,
And made His covenant stand.
He suffered none to do them wrong
In all their pilgrim way;
Yea, for their sake were kings reproved
And covered with dismay.

His stern command restrained their foes
And filled them with alarm;
“Touch not Mine own anointed ones,
Nor do My prophets harm.”
He wholly broke the staff of bread
And called for famine sore,
And He prepared His people’s way
By sending one before.

Then Joseph, sold to slavery,
With cruel chains was bound;
Till his prediction came to pass,
Distress and grief he found.
The king released him from his bonds
And made him rule the land,
Subjecting chiefs and senators
To his controlling hand.

To Egypt Israel followed then,
And there grew great and strong,
Until their friends became their foes
And did them grievous wrong.
God sent His servant Moses then,
And Aaron, whom He chose;
Great signs and wonders they displayed
To terrify their foes.

In darkness they were taught to fear
God’s great and holy Name;
On man and beast, on vine and field,
His awful judgment came.
He smote the first-born in the land,
The chief of all their strength,
Enriched His people with the spoil
And brought them forth at length.

He led them forth in health and strength,
None weak in all their band,
And Egypt, filled with fear, rejoiced
To see them leave the land.
He spread a cloud to cover them,
Most glorious and bright,
And made a fiery pillar shine
To give them light by night.

At their request He sent them quails,
And bread of Heav’n bestowed;
And from the rock, to quench their thirst,
The living waters flowed.
His sacred word to Abraham
He kept, though waiting long,
And brought His chosen people forth
With joy and thankful song.

The lands and toil of wicked men
He gave them to possess,
That they might keep His holy laws,
Jehovah praise and bless.
Let hearts rejoice that seek the Lord,
His holy Name adore;
Seek ye Jehovah and His strength,
Seek Him forevermore.

I am so glad salvation’s free to all who will receive it,
Glad that the news was brought to me when I was lost and sad;
Praise His dear Name, I can proclaim that truly I believe it,
For I am now His child, I know, and I’m so glad.

Refrain

Glory, honor be to His Name forever,
Never a greater Friend the sinful race has had;
Love Him, praise Him, Jesus, the matchless Savior,
He has redeemed this soul of mine, and I’m so glad.

I am so glad that I can tell to wayward souls the story,
Glad that by grace from day to day a helper I may be;
Finding delight in service true, my soul is winning glory,
Glory for Him Who gave His life to rescue me.

Refrain

I am so glad that all my heart to Jesus I have given,
Glad that at eventide my soul true sheaves to Him may bring;
I will be true until with all the happy throng in Heaven,
Sweeter and nobler praise I give to Christ, my King.

Refrain

I look to Thee in every need, and never look in vain;
I feel Thy strong and tender love, and all is well again.
The thought of Thee is mightier far than sin and pain and sorrow are.

Discouraged in the work of life, disheartened by its load,
Shamed by its failures or its fears, I sink beside the road.
But let me only think of Thee and then new heart springs up in me.

Thy calmness bends serene above, my restlessness to still;
Around me flows Thy quickening life, to nerve my faltering will.
Thy presence fills my solitude, Thy providence turns all to good.

Enfolded deep in Thy dear love, held in Thy law, I stand;
Thy hand in all things I behold, and all things in Thy hand.
Thou leadest me by unsought ways, and turn my mourning into praise.