To thine own people with thine arm thou didst redemption bring; To Jacob's sons, and to the tribes of Joseph that do spring.
O call to thy rememberance thy congregation, Which thou hast purchased of old; still think the same upon: The rod of thine inheritance, which thou redeemed hast, This Sion hill, wherein thou hadst thy dwelling in times past.
Now blessed be the Lord our God, the God of Israel, For he alone doth wondrous works, in glory that excel.