Give thanks un­to the Lord, Je­ho­vah,
For He is good, O praise His name!
Let Is­ra­el say: The Lord be prais­èd,
His mer­cy ev­er is the same.
Let Aar­on’s house now praise Je­ho­vah;
The Lord is good, O praise His name:
Let all that fear the Lord ex­tol Him,
His mer­cy ev­er is the same.

In a large place the Lord hath set me;
In my dis­tress He heard my cry.
I will not fear, the Lord is with me;
What can man do, when God is nigh?
The Lord is chief among my help­ers;
And I shall see my foes o’er­thrown:
Far bet­ter than in man or princ­es,
My trust I place in God alone.

I shall not die, but live, de­clar­ing
The works of God, who tried me sore,
And chast­ened me; but in His mer­cy
Not un­to death has giv’n me o’er.
The gates of right­eous­ness set op­en,
The gate of God! I’ll en­ter in
To praise Thee, Lord, who pray­er hast an­swered,
And savèd­st me from all my sin.

The stone—O Lord, it is Thy do­ing—
The stone the build­ers did des­pise,
Is made the head­stone of the cor­ner,
And it is mar­vel­ous in our eyes.
This is the day, of days most glo­ri­ous,
The Lord has made; we’ll joy and sing.
Send now pros­pe­ri­ty, we pray Thee;
And, O our God, sal­va­tion bring!