1 Oh, happy man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God! He made the sky
And earth and seas and all their train;
His truth forever stands secure;
He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor,
And none shall find his promise vain.
2 The Lord gives vision to the blind;
The Lord supports the fainting mind;
He sends the laboring conscience peace,
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the prisoner sweet release.
3 I'll praise him wile he lends me breath,
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past
While life and thought and beinb last,
Or immortality endures.
Source: The Hymnal #10