O praise the Lord, for He is good,
Let all in Heav’n above
And all His saints on earth pro­claim
His ev­er­last­ing love.
In my dis­tress I called on God;
In grace He an­swered me,
Removed my bonds, en­larged my place,
From trou­ble set me free.

The Lord with me, I will not fear
Though hu­man might op­pose;
The Lord my help­er, I shall be
Triumphant o’er my foes.
No trust in men, or kings of men,
Can con­fi­dence af­ford,
But they are strong, and sure their trust,
Whose hope is in the Lord.

Though na­tions com­pass me about,
Like swarm­ing hosts of sin,
Yet in the name of God the Lord
I shall the vic­to­ry win.
The Lord has helped and kept me safe
When foes were fierce and strong;
The Lord my Sav­ior is be­come,
He is my strength and song.

Salvation’s joy­ful song is heard
Where’er the right­eous dwell;
For them God’s hand is strong to save
And do­eth all things well.
I shall not die, but live to tell
The won­ders of the Lord;
He has not giv’n my soul to death,
But chast­ened and re­stored.