141. Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord

1 Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord,
Sing with a joyful noise;
With melody of sound record
His honors, and your joys.

2 Say to the pow'r that shakes the sky,
'How terrible art thou!
'Sinners before thy presence fly,
'Or at thy feet they bow.'

3 [Come, see the wonders of our God,
How glorious are his ways!
In Moses' hand he puts his rod,
And cleaves the frighted seas.

4 He makes the ebbing channel dry,
While Isr'el pass'd the flood;
There did the church begin their joy,
And triumph in their God.]

5 He rules by his resistless might;
Will rebel mortals dare
Provoke th' Eternal to the fight,
And tempt that dreadful war?

6 O bless our God, and never cease,
Ye saints, fulfil his praise:
He keeps our life, maintains our peace,
And guides our doubtful ways.

7 Lord, thou hast prov'd our suff'ring souls,
To make our graces shine;
So silver bears the burning coals,
The metal to refine.

8 Thro' wat'ry deeps, and fiery ways,
We march at thy command,
Led to possess the promis'd place
By thine unerring hand.

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First Line: Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1790
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Notes: Part 1
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