1 O praise ye the Lord, with heart and with voice;
His mercies record, and round Him rejoice.
Ye children of Zion, your Savior adore;
And learn to rely on His grace evermore.

2 Repose on His arm, ye sheep of His fold.
What terror can harm with Him to uphold?
His saints are His treasure; their peace He will seek;
And pour without measure His gifts on the meek.

3 Go on in His might, ye men of the Lord:
His word be your light, His promise your sword.
The King of Salvation your foes will subdue;
And their degradation bring glory to you.