God Saved His People From Distress

God saved His people from distress

And led them through the wilderness;

Then mountains trembled in their place,

The heav'ns were bowed before His face.

With copious showers Thou didst assuage

The thirsting of Thy heritage;

Thy congregation dwelt secure;

Thou, God, art gracious to the poor.

With glorious pomp our King and God

Has entered into His abode

With sacred minstrelsy and song,

While maidens with their timbrels throng.

Assemble ye before His face,

All ye that spring from Israel's race;

Ye chosen tribes with one accord

Come ye, and bless your God, the Lord.