It is good, it is good, it is good,

To give thanks to the lord on high

To sing of your faithfulness and loving

Kindness both day and night

To play on our instruments

Sweet songs of praise for the things you do

It is good, it is good, it is good,

To give thanks to you

For though the wicked spring up

Like the grass and are everywhere

Soon they will perish

But all those planted in your house

Will grow without end

Sing it again!

For though we struggle and trials

And troubles still come our way

You won't forsake us

Your word has told us

Your promises will never end

Sing it again!

Why give him praise

(because he is worthy)

Why should we sing

(he loves you and me)

Why give him thanks

(because he forgave us)

Why celebrate

(because we are free)

And when should we thank him

(both morning and evening)

In what circumstance

(the good and the bad)

Is it always easy

(no it's not easy)

But is it good

Yes it's good, it is good, it is good!

(two! three!)

It is good, it is good, it is good,

To give thanks to you

It is good, it is good, it is good,

To give thanks to you