1 Ye sons of men, with joy record
The various wonders of the Lord;
And let his power and goodness sound
Through all your tribes the earth around.
2 Let the high heavens your songs invite,
Those spacious fields of brilliant light;
Where sun, and moon, and planets roll,
And stars, that shine from pole to pole.
3 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array'd,
Its herbs and flowers, its fruit and shade;
Peopled with life of various forms,
Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms.
4 View the broad sea's majestick plains,
And think how wide its Maker reigns;
That band remotest nations joins,
And on each wave his goodness shines.
5 Ye sons of men, with joy record
The various wonders of the Lord;
And let his power and goodness sound
Through all your tribes the earth around.
6 Praise ye the Lord; our hearths shall join
In work so pleasant, so divine;
Our days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last.
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First Line: | Ye sons of men, with joy record |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
Topic: | Creation, Preservation, and temporal Blessings: Praise to God for his Wonderful Works |
Notes: | Public Domain. |