I praise the Lord, and join creation’s song,
Through rain or drought, I praise Him all day long,
In every time and way and place and throng;
Oh, come and bless the Lord with me!
To show myself exalts but dirty rags,
Let Jesus be the reason that I brag,
I boast of God, all other boasting lack;
Oh, come and bless the Lord with me!
I sought the Lord, and He has come to me,
When all around but terrors did I see,
I see Him, and I melt in ecstasy;
Oh, come and bless the Lord with me!
I cried to God, a poor and humbled man,
He plucked me from my torturer’s dread hand,
His angel armies all around me stand;
Oh, come and bless the Lord with me!
Come, taste and see the goodness God extends,
From foes and want, God all His sons defends,
Though lions starve, yet we are still content;
Oh, come and bless the Lord with me!
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