Let us with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for He is kind; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Let us blaze His name abroad, For of gods He is the God; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. He, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. He His chosen race did bless In the wasteful wilderness; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. He hath with a piteous eye, Looked upon our misery; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. All things living He doth feed, His full hand supplies their need; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Let us therefore warble forth His high majesty and worth; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. |