Public Praise for Deliverance from Death

Verse 1

Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry And rescued from the grave; Now shall he live; and none can die, If God resolve to save.

Verse 2

Thy praise, more constant than before, Shall fill his daily breath; Thy hand, that hath chastised him sore, Defends him still from death.

Verse 3

Open the gates of Zion now, For we shall worship there; The house where all the righteous go Thy mercy to declare.

Verse 4

Among th' assemblies of thy saints Our thankful voice we raise; There we have told thee our complaints, And there we speak thy praise.