O Praise the Lord of Heav’n

O praise the Lord of Heav’n

Whose mer­cy nev­er fails;

Six trou­bles come

and al­so sev­en

But still His grace pre­vails.

The year that’s al­most past

His good­ness did pro­claim;

His love doth now and al­ways last

Give glo­ry to His name.

How won­drous are His ways

Which He to us makes known!

We join to sing our mak­er’s praise;

And wor­ship Him alone.

When we the year be­gun

We raised our cheer­ful songs;

And sure­ly when its course is run

To God our praise be­longs.

His mer­cies still are new

Let us ex­tol His love

May we this bless­èd theme pur­sue

Till we shall meet above.