Praise the Lord, for He Is Good

Praise the Lord

for He is good

For His mer­cies ev­er sure

From eter­ni­ty have stood

To eter­ni­ty en­dure.

Let His ran­somed people raise

Songs to their Re­deem­er’s praise.

From cap­tiv­ity re­leased

From the south and from the north

From the west and from the east

In His love He brought them forth

Ransomed out of ev­ery land

From the ad­ver­sa­ry’s hand.

Wandering in the wil­der­ness

Far they roamed the de­sert way

Found no set­tled dwell­ing place

Where in peace se­cure to stay

Till with thirst and hun­ger pressed

Courage sank with­in their breast.

To Je­ho­vah then they cried

In their trou­ble

and He saved;

He Him­self be­came their guide

Led them to the rest they craved

By a path­way straight and sure

To a ci­ty strong

se­cure.

Sons of men

awake to praise

God the Lord who reigns above

Gracious in His works and ways

Wondrous in re­deem­ing love;

Longing souls He sa­tis­fies

Hungry hearts with good sup­plies.