GIVE thanks to God, invoke His name, And tell the world His grace; Sound through the earth His deeds of fame, That all may seek His face.
A seed will make the nations blest, The children of God’s choice; And Canaan’s land shall be their rest, A type of heavenly joys.
The Lord Himself directs their way, And makes their journey right; A leading cloud He gave by day, A guide of fire by night.
They thirst, and waters from the rock In rich abundance flow, And following all the way they take, Run all the desert through.
O wondrous stream and precious type Of ever-flowing grace! So Christ our Rock maintains our life Through all this wilderness.
So let the world forbear its rage, The church renounce her fear, For she must live in every age Triumphant in God’s care.
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748