P.LXVI.I. Sing, all ye nations to the Lord

1 Sing, all ye nations to the Lord,
Sing with a joyful noise;
With melody of sound record
His honours and your joys.

2 Say to the Pow'r that form'd the sky,
"How terrible art thou!
"Sinners before thy presence fly,
"Or at thy feet they bow."

3 [Come see the wonders of our God,
How glorious are his ways?
In Moses’ hand he puts his rod,
And clave the frighted seas.

4 He made the ebbing channel dry,
While Isr'el pass'd the flood;
There did the church begin their joy,
And triumph in their God.]

5 He rules by his resistless might:
Will rebel-mortals dare
Provoke th’Eternal to the fight,
And tempt that dreadful war?

6 O bless our God, and never cease,
Ye saints, fulfil his praise;
He keeps our life, maintains our peace,
And guides our doubtful ways.

7 Lord, thou hast prov'd our suff'ring souls
To make our graces shine;
So silver bears the burning coals,
The metal to refine.

8 Thro' wat'ry deeps, and fiery ways
We march at thy command;
Led to possess the promis'd place
By thine unerring hand.

Text Information
First Line: Sing, all ye nations to the Lord
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1816
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Topic: Governing Power and Goodness
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