O Praise the Lord, for He is Good

O praise the Lord, for He is good,
Let all in Heav’n above
And all His saints on earth proclaim
His everlasting love.
In my distress I called on God;
In grace He answered me,
Removed my bonds, enlarged my place,
From trouble set me free.

The Lord with me, I will not fear
Though human might oppose;
The Lord my Helper, I shall be
Triumphant o’er my foes.
No trust in men, or kings of men,
Can confidence afford,
But they are strong, and sure their trust,
Whose hope is in the Lord.

Though nations compass me about,
Like swarming hosts of sin,
Yet in the Name of God the Lord
I shall the victory win.
The Lord has helped and kept me safe
When foes were fierce and strong;
The Lord my Savior is become,
He is my strength and song.

Salvation’s joyful song is heard
Where’er the righteous dwell;
For them God’s hand is strong to save
And doeth all things well.
I shall not die, but live to tell
The wonders of the Lord;
He has not giv’n my soul to death,
But chastened and restored.