All you that fear Jehovah's name, his glory tell, his praise proclaim; you children of his chosen race, stand now in awe before his face.
The suff'ring One he has not spurned, who unto him for help has turned; from him he has not hid his face, but answered his request in grace.
O Lord, your goodness makes me raise amid your people songs of praise; before all them that fear you, now I worship you and pay my vow.
For all the meek you will provide, they shall be fed and satisfied; all they that seek the Lord shall live and never-ending praises give.
The Lord's unfailing righteousness all generations shall confess; from age to age shall men be taught what wondrous works the Lord has wrought.