Through all my days, I'll bless the Lord

Verse 1

Through all my days, I'll bless the Lord; My tongue shall dwell upon his praise.

Verse 2

My soul shall glory in the Lord, The oppressed shall hear, and comfort raise.

Verse 3

O magnify the Lord with me; Come, let us join, to exalt his name.

Verse 4

I sought the Lord, who heard; and me From all my fears to rescue came.

Verse 5

On me they look, they gathered round; And gladness shone in every face.

Verse 6

"This poor man cried, and favor found, God heard, and saved him from Distress."

Verse 7

The mighty angels of the Lord, Encamped, as guards, around them lie; And safe deliverance them afford Who to his arms for shelter fly.

Verse 8

O try how good Jehovah is: They're blessed who in his strength confide.

Verse 9

O fear the Lord, ye saints of his; And all your wants shall be supplied.

Verse 10

Though the young lions range the plain, And hungry, roar for lack of food; Yet none shall seek the Lord in vain, Nor want supplies of real good.

Verse 11

"O come, ye children, hear my word; I'll teach you how to fear the Lord.

Verse 12

What man, long life desires to see That all his days may prosperous be!

Verse 13

Thy tongue keep pure from language vile; Preserve thy lips from speaking guile:

Verse 14

All vice forsake; be good, and kind; Seek peace, preserve a friendly mind."

Verse 15

The Lord the just, with favor, views; His ears are open to their cry.

Verse 16

But wrath the wicked man pursues; To raise his name beneath the sky.

Verse 17

When just men cry, the Lord doth hear; From all their troubles sets them free.

Verse 18

To brokenhearted he is near; The contrite spirit save will he.

Verse 19

The righteous many griefs endure; But God delivers out of all.

Verse 20

He keepeth all his bones secure; Not one of them be broken shall.

Verse 21

Evil the wicked slays; and them Their guilt consumes, who hate the just.

Verse 22

His servant's soul, God will redeem; And none shalt fail who in him trust.