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 Britain 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 compleat 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 barbarous 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 |
Title: | The GOD of the Gentiles |
Meter: | As the 113th Psalm |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1780 |
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