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