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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE VILLAGE by HAYDEN CARRUTH OVID, OLD BUDDY, I WOULD DISCOURSE WITH YOU A WHILE by HAYDEN CARRUTH ON TALK OF PEACE AT THIS TIME by ROBERT FROST A DISCRETE LOVE POEM by JAMES GALVIN MATERNITY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON MOTHERHOOD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |