1 O praise the Lord, for he is good,
his mercies still endure;
thus say the ransomed of the Lord,
from all their foes secure.
2 He gathered them from out the lands,
from north, south, east and west.
They strayed in desert's pathless way,
No city found for rest.
3 Their weary soul within them faints
when thirst and hunger press;
in trouble then they cried to God,
he saved them from distress.
4 He made the way before them straight,
himself became their guide,
that they might to a city go
wherein they might abide.
5 O that men would Jehovah praise
for all his kindness shown,
and for his works so wonderful
which he to men makes known!
6 Because the longing soul by him
with food is satisfied,
the hungry soul that looks to him
with goodness is supplied.
Source: Trinity Hymnal (Rev. ed.) #83