"And all my work be praise."

That line really struck me from the hymn we sang on Wednesday night. Being good Protestants, we know that we cannot earn God's favor by our works. But our works can be offered as praise that "others may see our good works and give glory to our Father who is in heaven".

Below is the rest of Isaac Watts' Psalm 23 hymn.

1 My Shepherd will supply my need:
Jehovah is His Name;
In pastures fresh He makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.

2 He brings my wandering spirit back
When I forsake His ways,
And leads me, for His mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.

3 When I walk through the shades of death
His presence is my stay;
One word of His supporting grace
Drives all my fears away.

4 His hand, in sight of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
His oil anoints my head.

5 The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;
O may Thy house be my abode,
And all my work be praise.

6 There would I find a settled rest,
While others go and come;
No more a stranger, nor a guest,
But like a child at home.