1 O come, let us sing to the Lord,
in God our salvation rejoice,
in psalms of thanksgiving record
his praise, with one spirit, one voice.
For Jehovah is king — and he reigns,
the God of all gods on his throne,
the strength of the hills he maintains,
the ends of the earth are his own.
2 The sea is Jehovah’s; he made
the tide its dominion to know;
the land is Jehovah’s; he laid
its solid foundations below.
O come let us worship and kneel
before our Creator, our God;
the people who serve him with zeal,
the flock whom he guides with his rod.
3 To-day, if his voice ye will hear,
he speaks from above to you still;
'O turn not aside; but forbear
to harden your hearts to my will,
as once on the wilderness way
of old my long-suffering you tried;
the day of temptation, the day
when God's righteous wrath ye defied.
4 'Your fathers against me rebelled;
and forty years long was I grieved,
my works while they daily beheld,
but, tempting their God, disbelieved.
Their heart had from me gone astray,
and I sware in thy wrath, that unblest
the people that knew not my way
should ne'er enter into my rest.'
Source: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #P95d