Tune: EUPHEMIA

Words: The Psalter, 1912, alt.

Music: Benjamin Unseld, 1843–1923

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I'll bless the Lord in every hour;
His praise my mouth employ;
my soul shall make its boast in God;
the meek shall hear with joy.
O magnify the Lord with me,
let us exalt His name!
When in distress on Him I called,
He to my rescue came.

We looked to Him, His light received,
and we were not ashamed;
our humble cry Jehovah heard;
our souls His hand sustained.
The angel of the Lord encamps
around about His own,
delivers them from all their foes,
lest they be overthrown.

O taste and see that God is good
to all that seek His face.
Blest is the man that trusts in Him,
confiding in His grace.
O fear the Lord, all you His saints;
no want shall bring distress;
the lions young may search for food;
His saints all good possess.
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