O Praise the Lord, for He Is Good

1 O praise the Lord, for he is good;
his mercy lasteth ever.
2 Let those who are of Israel say,
His mercy faileth never.
3 Now let the house of Aaron say,
His mercy lasteth ever.
4 Let those that fear the Lord now say,
His mercy faileth never.

5 I in distress called on the Lord;
the Lord did answer me:
he in a large place did me set,
from trouble made me free.
6 The Lord himself is on my side,
I will not be afraid;
for any thing that man can do
I shall not be dismayed.

7 The Lord doth take my part with them
that help to succour me;
therefore on those that do me hate
I my desire shall see.
8 'Tis better in the Lord to trust
than trust in man's defence;
9 better trust in the Lord than make
princes our confidence.

10 The nations, joining all in one,
did compass me about:
but in the Lord’s most holy name
I shall them all root out.

11 They compassed me about; I say,
They compassed me about:
but in the Lord’s most holy name
I shall them all root out.

12 Like bees they compassed me about;
they're quenched like unto thorns that flame:
for I will surely them destroy,
in the Lord’s holy name.
13 Thou hast sore thrust that I might fall,
the Lord hath succoured me;
14 the Lord my Saviour is become,
my strength and song is he.

15 In dwellings of the just the voice
of joy and health shall be;
the right hand of the mighty Lord
doth ever valiantly.
16 The right hand of the mighty Lord
exalted is on high;
the right hand of the mighty Lord
doth ever valiantly.

17 I shall not die, but live, and shall
Jehovah's works make known.
18 The Lord hath me chastised sore,
but not to death brought down.
19 O set ye open unto me
the gates of righteousness;
then will I enter into them,
and I the Lord will bless.

20 This is the gate of God, by it
the just shall enter in.
21 Thee will I praise, for thou me heard’st
and hast my safety been.
22 That stone is made head corner-stone,
which builders did despise:
23 this is the doing of the Lord,
and wondrous in our eyes.

24 This day the Lord hath made, in it
we’ll joy triumphantly.
25 Save, Lord, I pray thee, Lord; I pray,
send thou prosperity.
26 Blessed in the Lord's great name is he
that cometh us among;
we bless you from the house which doth
unto the Lord belong.

27 God is the Lord, who unto us
hath made light to arise:
bind ye unto the altar’s horns
with cords the sacrifice.
28 Thou art my God, I’ll thee exalt;
my God, I will thee praise.
29 Praise ye the Lord, for he is good:
his mercy lasts always.

Source: The Irish Presbyterian Hymbook #P118a