O Give Ye Praise Unto The Lord
O give ye thanks unto the Lord,
for good indeed is he;
the love that he toward us bears
“His love eternally endures”:
let all the cry repeat,
all ye who in the Lord’s true fear
do in his presence meet.
It is the Lord who is my strength;
song of my soul is he,
and sure salvation evermore
he hath become to me.
I’ll live to tell his deeds,
who hath preserved in me life’s breath;
the Lord did sorely chasten me,
but gave me not to death.
The stone the builders cast aside
is now head cornerstone;
we look and wonder at the work
that is the Lord’s alone.
This is the day the Lord hath made;
he calls the hours his own;
let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,
and praise surround the throne!