1. Lord, of Thy ways now my song shall be,
For worthy Thou art of my praise.
Come, poor in spirit, and hear the Word ;
His love follows us all our days !
{A refuge strong in all need is he,
He dwelleth in contrite breast.
He gives the hungry the bread of life,
And weary find peace and sweet rest.} (bis)

2. Sing to the Lord, o my soul, with joy,
And praise Him, my tongue, all your days !
The saints and righteous exalt His name,
The humble alone give Hime praise.
{For He himself is the way of life,
Where fools cannot go astray.
Now is the kingdom of heaven nigh :
The humble of heart find the way.} (bis)