O Praise the Lord, His Deeds Make Known

O praise the Lord

His deeds make known

And call up­on His name;

Sing ye to Him

His prais­es sing

His won­drous works pro­claim.

Let hearts re­joice that seek the Lord

His ho­ly name adore;

Seek ye Je­ho­vah and His strength

Seek Him for­ev­er­more.

Ye child­ren of God’s co­ve­nant

Who of His grace have heard

Forget not all His won­drous deeds

And judg­ments of His Word.

The Lord our God is God alone

All lands His judg­ments know;

His pro­mise He re­mem­bers still

While ge­ne­ra­tions go.

While yet our fa­thers were but few

Sojourners in the land

He swore that Ca­naan should be theirs

And made His co­ve­nant stand.

He suf­fered none to do them wrong

In all their pil­grim way;

Yea

for their sake were kings re­proved

And co­vered with dis­may.

His stern com­mand re­strained their foes

And filled them with alarm;

Touch not Mine own an­oint­ed ones

Nor do My pro­phets harm.

He whol­ly broke the staff of bread

And called for fa­mine sore

And He pre­pared His peo­ple’s way

By send­ing one be­fore.

Then Joseph

sold to sla­ve­ry

With cru­el chains was bound;

Till his pre­dict­ion came to pass

Distress and grief he found.

The king re­leased him from his bonds

And made him rule the land

Subjecting chiefs and se­na­tors

To his con­troll­ing hand.

To Egypt Is­ra­el fol­lowed then

And there grew great and strong

Until their friends be­came their foes

And did them griev­ous wrong.

God sent His serv­ant Mo­ses then

And Aar­on

whom He chose;

Great signs and won­ders they dis­played

To ter­ri­fy their foes.

In dark­ness they were taught to fear

God’s great and ho­ly name;

On man and beast

on vine and field

His aw­ful judg­ment came.

He smote the first-born in the land

The chief of all their strength

Enriched His peo­ple with the spoil

And brought them forth at length.

He led them forth in health and strength

None weak in all their band

And Egypt

filled with fear

re­joiced

To see them leave the land.

He spread a cloud to cov­er them

Most glo­ri­ous and bright

And made a fie­ry pil­lar shine

To give them light by night.

At their re­quest He sent them quails

And bread of Heav’n be­stowed;

And from the rock

to quench their thirst

The liv­ing wa­ters flowed.

His sac­red word to Ab­ra­ham

He kept

though wait­ing long

And brought His chos­en peo­ple forth

With joy and thank­ful song.

The lands and toil of wick­ed men

He gave them to pos­sess

That they might keep His ho­ly laws

Jehovah praise and bless.

Let hearts rejo­ice that seek the Lord

His ho­ly name ad­ore;

Seek ye Je­ho­vah and His strength

Seek Him for­ev­er­more.