First Line: Oh, praise ye the Lord

Oh, praise ye the Lord
With heart and with voice ;
His mercies record,
And round Him rejoice.
Ye children of Zion,
Your Saviour adore !
And learn to rely on
His grace evermore.

2 Repose on His arm,
Ye sheep of His fold,
What terror can harm
With Him to uphold ?
His saints are His treasure,
Their peace will He seek,
And pour without measure
His gifts on the meek.

3 Go on in His might,
Ye men of the Lord :
His word be your light,
His promise your sword :
The King of Salvation
Your foes will subdue,
Bring forth your oblation,
Your praises renew.