1 Hail, holy, holy, holy Lord!
Let powers immortal sing;
Adore the co-eternal Word,
And shout, "The Lord is King!"
2 To Thee all angels cry aloud,
Thy name hosannas ring;
Around Thy throne their myriads crowd,
And shout, "The Lord is King!"
3 "Hail Him," they cry, "ye sons of light,
Of joy the eternal spring;
Hail Him who formed you by His might,
And shout, 'The Lord is King!'"
4 Low at His feet, ye seraphs, fall;
His praise, ye cherubs, sing:
Shout all ye heav’ns, on whom we call;
O shout, "The Lord is King!"
5 Hail Him, ye saints, whose love for you
Hath drawn the monster’s sting:
O render to the Lord His due,
And shout, "The Lord is King!"
6 Let Salem’s foes their powers employ,
And strike the chorded string;
While choral bands, with bursts of joy,
High shout, "The Lord is King!"
7 Cry out and shout, fair Zion’s land!
Ye priests, your offerings bring:
Watchmen! that on her ramparts stand,
And shout, "The Lord is King!"
8 Rise from the dust, ye heirs of grace,
And, with expanded wing,
Ascend to Him who fills all space,
And shout, "The Lord is King!"
9 Let worlds above, and worlds below,
In songs united sing;
And, while eternal ages flow,
Loud shout, "The Lord is King!"