Praise ye the Lord! ’tis good to raise

Our hearts and voices in his praise:

His nature and his works invite

To make this duty our delight.

2 Great is the Lord! and great his might,

And all his glories infinite:

His wisdom vast, and knows no bound;

A deep where all our thoughts are drowned.

3 He loves the meek, rewards the just,

Humbles the wicked in the dust,

Melts and subdues the stubborn soul,

And makes the broken spirit whole.

4 His saints are precious in his sight;

He views his children with delight;

He sees their hope, he knows their fear,

Approves and loves his image there.