1 Sing to the Lord a joyful song;
Earth to his praise the note prolong,
Till realms remote his acts have known,
And man's whole race his wonders own.
2 Great is the Lord, and great his praise!
What God, like him, our fear can raise?
Not such as heathen hands afford,
Created first, and then ador'd.
3 Exult, ye heav'ns! Exult, O earth!
And, partner in the sacred mirth,
Let ocean in its fulness rise,
And thunder to the distant skies!
4 Rich in his gifts, ye fields, rejoice!
While in his praise the woods their voice
Exalt, and hail, with lowly rod,
The presence of th' approaching God!
5 He comes, in awful pomp array'd!
He comes, to judge the world he made!
TRUTH shall with him the case decide,
And EQUITY his sentence guide.
|First Line:||Sing to the Lord a joyful song|
|Topic:||Blessings temporal and spiritual: God's Truth and Equity|