Praise God, 'tis good and pleasant

Verse 1

Praise God! 'tis good and pleasant, and comely to adore, Jehovah builds up Salem, her outcasts doth restore.

Verse 2

He heals the broken-hearted, and makes the wounded live; the starry hosts he numbers, and names to all doth give,

Verse 3

Our Lord is great and mighty; his wisdom none can know; the Lord doth raise the lowly and sinners overthrow.

Verse 4

O thank and praise Jehovah! Praise hi on harp with mirth, the heaven with clouds who covers, and send his rain on earth.

Verse 5

He clothes with grace the mountains, and gives the beasts their food; he hears the crying ravens, and feeds their tender brood.

Verse 6

In horse's strength delights not, nor speed of man loves he; the Lord loves all who fear him, and to his mercy flee.

Verse 7

O Salem, praise Jehovah, thy God, O Zion, praise; for he thy gates has strengthened, and blessed thy sons with grace.

Verse 8

With peace he'll bless thy borders, the finest wheat afford; he send forth his commandment, and swiftly speeds his word.

Verse 9

Like wool the snow he giveth, spreads hail o'er all the land, hoar-frost like ashes scatters; who can his cold withstand?

Verse 10

Then forth his word he sendeth, he makes his wind to blow; the snow and ice are melted, again the waters flow.

Verse 11

He shows his word to Jacob, to Israel's seed alone; his statutes and his judgments the heathen have not known. Praise ye the Lord!