Let us with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for He is kind; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Let us blaze His name abroad, For of gods He is the God; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. He, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. He His chosen race did bless In the wasteful wilderness; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. He hath with a piteous eye, Looked upon our misery; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. All things living He doth feed, His full hand supplies their need; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Let us therefore warble forth His high majesty and worth; For His mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WATERS OF BABYLON by LOUIS UNTERMEYER TWO IN THE CAMPAGNA by ROBERT BROWNING HIS GRANGE, OR PRIVATE WEALTH by ROBERT HERRICK ONE CROWDED HOUR, FR. OLD MORTALITY by WALTER SCOTT CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS by JOANNA BAILLIE PSALM 137 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |