Psalms 107:1-22

Praise God, for he is good: for still his mercies lasting be. Let God's redeem'd say so, whom he from th' en'my's hand did free; And gather'd them out of the lands, from north, south, east, nd west. They stray'd in desert's pathless way, no city found to rest. For thirst and hunger in them faints their soul. When straits them press, They cry unto the Lord, and he them frees from their distress. Them also in a way to walk that right is he did guide, That they might to a city go, wherein they might abide. O that men to the Lord would give praise for his goodness then, And for his works of wonder done unto the sons of men! For he the soul that longing is doth fully satisfy; With goodness he the hungry soul doth fill abundantly. Such as shut up in darkness deep, and in death's shade abide, Whom strongly hath affliction bound, and irons fast have ty'd: Because against the words of God they wrought rebelliously, And they the counsel did contemn of him that is most High: Their heart he did bring down with grief, they fell, no help could have. In trouble then they cry'd to God, he them from straits did save. He out of darkness did them bring, and from death's shade them take; These bands, wherewith they had been bound, asunder quite he brake. O that men to the Lord would give praise for his goodness then, And for his works of wonder done unto the sons of men! Because the mighty gates of brass in pieces he did tear, By him in sunder also cut the bars of iron were. Fools, for their sin, and their offence, do sore affliction bear; All kind of meat their soul abhors; they to death's gates draw near. In grief they cry to God; he saves them from their miseries. He sends his word, them heals, and them from their destructions frees. O that men to the Lord would give praise for his goodness then, And for his works of wonder done unto the sons of men! And let them sacrifice to him off 'rings of thankfulness; And let them shew abroad his works in songs of joyfulness.