O Praise Our Great and Gracious Lord

O praise our great and gra­cious Lord

And call up­on His name;

To strains of joy tune ev­ery chord

His migh­ty acts pro­claim;

Tell how He led His chos­en race

To Canaan’s pr­omised land;

Tell how His co­ve­nant of grace

Unchanged shall ev­er stand.

He gave the sha­dow­ing cloud by day

The mov­ing fire by night;

To guide His Is­ra­el on their way

He made their dark­ness light;

And have we not a sure re­treat

A Sav­ior ev­er nigh

The same clear light to guide our feet

The day­spring from on high?

We

too

have ma­nna from ab­ove

The bread that came from Heav’n;

To us the same kind hand of love

Hath liv­ing wa­ters giv’n;

A rock have we

from whence the spring

In rich abun­dance flows;

The rock is Christ

our priest

our king

Who life and health be­stows.

O may we praise this bless­èd food

And trust our heav­en­ly guide;

So shall we find death’s fear­ful flood

Serene as Jor­dan’s tide

And safe­ly reach that ha­ppy shore

The land of peace and rest

Where an­gels wor­ship and ad­ore

In God’s own pre­sence blest.