1 Give thanks to God, invoke his Name, And tell the world his grace; Sound thro' the earth his deeds of fame, That all may seek his face.
2 His covenant, which he kept in mind For numerous ages past, To numerous ages yet behind, In equal force shall last.
3 He sware to Abraham and his seed, And made the blessing sure: Gentiles the ancient promise read, And find his truths endure.
4 "Thy seed shall make all nations blest," (Said the Almighty voice) "And Canaan's land shall be their rest, "The type of heavenly joys."
5 [How large the grant! how rich the grace! To give them Canaan's land, When they were strangers in the place, A little feeble band!
6 Like pilgrims thro' the countries round Securely they remov'd; And haughty kings that on them frown'd, Severely he reprov'd.
7 "Touch mine anointed, and my arm "Shall soon revenge the wrong: "The man that does my prophets harm Shall know their God is strong."
8 Then let the world forbear its rage, Nor put the church in fear: Israel must live thro' every age, And be th' Almighty's care.]