Scripture Verse

Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits, even the God of our salvation. Psalm 68:19

Introduction

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Isaac Watts
(1674–1748)

Words: Is­aac Watts, The Psalms of Da­vid 1719. Praise for tem­por­al bless­ings; or com­mon and spe­cial mer­cies.

Music: Marc­hfield Ed­ward A. Col­lier, in The Psal­ter (Pitts­burgh, Penn­syl­van­ia: Unit­ed Pres­by­ter­i­an Board of Pub­li­ca­tion, 1912), num­ber 330 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Edward A. Collier
(1835–1920)

Lyrics

We bless the Lord, the just, the good,
Who fills our hearts with joy and food:
Who pours His blessings from the skies,
And loads our days with rich supplies.

He sends the sun his circuit round,
To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground;
He bids the clouds with plenteous rain
Refresh the thirsty earth again.

’Tis to His care we owe our breath,
And all our near escapes with death;
Safety and health to God belong;
He heals the weak, and guards the strong.

He makes the saint and sinner prove
The common blessings of His love;
But the wide difference that remains,
Is endless joy, or endless pains.

The Lord, that bruised the serpent’s head,
On all the serpent’s seed shall tread;
The stubborn sinner’s hope confound,
And smite him with a lasting wound.

But His right hand His saints shall raise
From the deep earth, or deeper seas,
And bring them to His courts above;
There shall they taste His special love.