Sing to the Lord Jehovah’s name,
And in His strength rejoice
But God will ne’er cast off his saints,
Nor his own promise break
He pardons his inheritance
For their Redeemer’s sake.
Blessed is the man whom You instruct, O Lord,
And teach out of Your law
Your testimonies are very sure;
Holiness adorns Your house,
O Lord, forever.
My heart shall triumph in the Lord,
and bless his works, and bless his word;
thy works of grace, how bright they shine,
how deep thy counsels, how divine!
O Lord, how great are Your works!
Your thoughts are very deep.
Our God, our help in ages past,
our hope for years to come
My song forever shall record
The tender mercies of the Lord;
Your faithfulness will I proclaim,
And ev’ry age shall know your name
O Lord, you are so good and kind, so ready to forgive, so full of mercy for all who ask your aid.
His righteousness is gone before
To give us free access to God;
Our wand’ring feet shall stray no more,
But mark his steps and keep the road
Revive our dying graces, Lord,
And let thy saints in thee rejoice;
Make known thy truth, fulfil thy word;
We wait for praise to tune our voice.
I will hear what God the Lord will speak,
For He will speak peace
To His people and to His saints