Blest be the Lord! for us He cares
And daily all our burden bears;
Our God is mighty, strong to save;
Jehovah frees us from the grave.
God’s unrelenting enemies
No peace shall find in earth or seas;
His people shall triumphant go
Victorious over every foe.
With glorious pomp our king and God
Has entered into His abode,
With sacred minstrelsy and song,
While maidens with their timbrels throng.
Assemble ye before His face,
All ye that spring from Israel’s race;
Ye chosen tribes, with one accord
Come ye, and bless your God, the Lord.