How great's the goodness thou for them that fear thee keep'st in store, And wrought'st for them that trust in thee the sons of men before!
Thou wilt me shew the path of life: of joys there is full store Before thy face; at thy right hand are pleasures evermore.
My table thou hast furnished in presence of my foes; My head thou dost with oil anoint, and my cup overflows.
Yet God is good to Israel, to each pure-hearted one.
Thy God commands thy strength; make strong what thou wrought'st for us, Lord.
For poor oppress'd, and for the sighs of needy, rise will I, Saith God, and him in safety set from such as him defy.