O Blessèd Be the Lord

O bless­èd be the Lord

For His eter­nal Word

That sheds around the paths we tread

Its calm and stea­dy rays:

Come

wor­ship at His throne;

O make His won­ders known

And let His tem­ple gates be filled

With songs of praise.

O bless­èd be the Lord

In Heav’n and earth ad­ored;

The God of truth and right­eous­ness

Our hope be­yond the grave;

Let an­thems to the skies

In joy­ful con­cert rise;

O praise the Lord

whose migh­ty arm

Is strong to save.

O bless­èd be our king

Whose name the an­gels sing

While all the ran­somed host ab­ove

Their crowns be­fore Him cast;

O bless­èd be our king

Who soon His own shall bring;

Forever there

to rest from care

With Him at last.