1 Let all the earth their voices raise
To sing the choicest Psalm of praise,
To sing and bless Jehovah's name:
His glory let the heathens know,
His wonders to the nations show,
And all his saving works proclaim.
2 The heathens know thy glory, Lord;
The wond'ring nations read thy word;
In our land is Jehovah known:
Our worship shall no more be paid
To Gods which mortal hands have made;
Our Maker is our God alone.
3 He fram'd the globe, he built the sky,
He made the shining worlds on high,
And reigns complete in glory there;
His beams are majesty and light;
His beauties, how divinely bright!
His temple, how divinely fair!
4 Come the great day, the glorious hour,
When earth shall feel his saving pow'r,
And barb'rous nations fear his name;
Then shall the race of man confess
The beauty of his holiness,
And in his courts his grace proclaim.
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First Line: | Let all the earth their voices raise |
Meter: | As the 113th Psalm |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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