O praise the Lord, for He is good, His mercies still endure; Thus let His ransomed testify, From all their foes secure. He has redeemed His captive saints From adversaries' hands, Has gathered them and brought them back In peace from hostile lands. They wandered in the wilderness, By want and hunger pressed; In trouble when they cried to God, He saved their souls distressed. He made the way before them plain, Himself became their Guide; He brought them to a city strong Wherein they might abide. O praise the Lord, ye sons of men, For all His goodness shown; O praise Him for the wondrous works To you He has made known. The longing soul that turns to Him He fully satisfies; He fills with good each hungering one That for His mercy cries.