1 Praise ye the Lord, for He is good;
Give thanks and bless His Name;
His loving-kindness changes not,
From age to age the same.
2 What tongue can tell His mighty deeds,
His wondrous works and ways?
O who can show His glory forth,
Or utter all His praise?
3 The Lord will bless and prosper those,
Yea, blest indeed are they,
Whose ways are just, who constantly
His righteous law obey.
4 O Lord, remember me in grace,
Let me salvation see;
The grace Thou showest to Thy saints,
That grace reveal to me.
5 Let me behold Thy people's good
And in their joy rejoice;
With Thy triumphant heritage
let me lift up my voice.
6 In evil we have gone astray,
And sinful is our race;
rebelliously our fathers walked,
Forgetful of Thy grace.
7 Though they rebelled, yet for their help
In saving strength he came
To make His power almighty known
And glorify His Name.
8 He brought them safely through the sea
And overwhelmed their foes;
Their faith was stirred, and for the time
Their songs of praise arose.
9 Forgetful soon, they tempted God,
Nor for His counsel cared;
He sent them leanness in their souls,
Whilst they earth's bounties shared.
10 With envy they regarded those
Whom God to them had sent;
The opening earth, the kindling flame,
Brought awful punishment.
11 A golden image they adored,
And worshiped at its shrine;
Thus they despised the living God
And scorned His love divine.
The Psalter: with responsive readings, 1912