This text comes from The Army and Navy Hymnal, a historical songbook transcribed on Wikisource and reproduced from the pinned revision linked below.
SELECTION 39
THANKS FOR PUBLIC BLESSINGS
PRAISE ye the Lord; for it is good to sing praises unto our God;
For it is pleasant, and praise is comely.
The Lord doth build up Jerusalem; he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
He counteth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.
Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; his understanding is infinite.
The Lord upholdeth the meek; he bringeth the wicked down to the ground.
Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving;
Sing praises upon the harp unto our God,
Who covereth the heavens with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth,
Who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
Praise the Lord, Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
He maketh peace in thy borders; he filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
He sendeth out his commandment upon earth; his word runneth very swiftly.
He giveth snow like wool; he scattereth the hoar-frost like ashes.
He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
He showeth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances unto Israel.
He hath not dealt so with any nation; praise ye the Lord.