1 Be glad, ye righteous, sing for joy,
Ye children of the King;
Find in His praise your right employ,
Let glad hosannas ring.
Extol His mighty works and ways,
Show forth His tender love,
’Tis He who crowneth all your days,
With blessings from above.
2 ’Twas He who formed the wondrous earth,
He spake, and it was done;
His hand hath led us from our birth,
And will till vic’try’s won.
The heavens with His glory shine,
Each sparkling star He names,
The firmament His work divine
With radiant smile proclaims.
3 Above all gods, the Lord of lords,
He dwells in majesty,
His praise the highest joy affords,
To Him all praise shall be.
He yet shall bring the blessèd time;
Haste, Lord, the welcome day,
When every nation, every clime,
Shall own His righteous sway.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9326
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