1 Give thanks to God; he reigns above:
Kind are his tho'ts, his name is love:
His mercy ages past have known,
And ages long to come shall own.
2 Let the redeemed of the Lord
The wonders of his grace record;
Isr'el, the nation whom he chose,
And rescu'd from their mighty foes.
3 [When God's almighty arm had broke
Their fetters and th' Egyptian yoke,
They trac'd the desert, wand'ring round
A wild and solitary ground!
4 There they could find no leading road,
Nor city for a fix'd abode;
Nor food nor fountain to assuage
Their burning thirst, or hunger's rage.]
5 In their distress, to God they cry'd
God was their Savior and their guide;
He led their march far wand'ring round,
'Twas the right path to Canaan's ground.
6 Thus when our first release we gain
From sin's old yoke, and Satan's chain,
We have this desert world to pass,
A dang'rous and a tiresome place.
7 He feeds and clothes us all the way;
He guides our footsteps lest we stray;
He guards us with a pow'rful hand,
And brings us to the heav'nly land.
8 O let the saints with joy record
The truth and goodness of the Lord!
How great his works! how kind his ways!
Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise.
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First Line: | Give thanks to God; he reigns above |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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Notes: | Now Public Domain. Part 1 |