Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens. (NIV) Psalm 68:19

We bless the Lord, the just, the good,

Who fills our hearts with joy and food:

Who pours His blessings from the skies,

And loads our days with rich supplies.

 

He sends the sun his circuit round,

To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground;

He bids the clouds with plenteous rain

Refresh the thirsty earth again.

 

’Tis to His care we owe our breath,

And all our near escapes with death;

Safety and health to God belong;

He heals the weak, and guards the strong.

 

He makes the saint and sinner prove

The common blessings of His love;

But the wide difference that remains,

Is endless joy, or endless pains.

 

The Lord, that bruised the serpent’s head,

On all the serpent’s seed shall tread;

The stubborn sinner’s hope confound,

And smite him with a lasting wound.

 

But His right hand His saints shall raise

From the deep earth, or deeper seas,

And bring them to His courts above;

There shall they taste His special love.

 

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