Sing to the Lord a new made song, Let earth in one assembled throng

1 Sing to the Lord a new-made sang;
Let earth, in one assembled throng,
Her common Patron's praise resound:
Sing to the Lord, and bless his Hame,
From day to day his praise proclaim,
Who us has with salvation crown'd;
To heathen lands his fame rehearse,
His wonders to the universe.

2 Proclaim aloud, Jehovah reigns,
Whose pow'r the universe sustains,
And banish'd justice will restore:
Let therefore heav'n new joys confess;
And heav'nly mirth let earth express;
Its loud applause the ocean roar;
Its mute inhabitants rejoice,
And for this triumph find a voice.

3 For joy let fertile vallies sings,
The cheerful groves their tribute bring,
The tuneful choir of birds awake,
The Lord's approach to celebrate;
Who now sets out with awful state,
His circuits through the earth to take:
From heav'n to judge the world he's come,
With justice to reward and doom.

Source: A Selection of Psalms with occasional hymns (Charleston hymnal) #P.XXVII