1 Let all the earth their voices raise
To sing the choicest psalm of praise,
To sing and bless Jehovah's name:
His glory let the heathens know
His wonders to the nations show
And all his saving works proclaim.
2 The heathens know thy glory, Lord,
The wondering nations read thy word,
But here Jehovah's name is known:
Nor shall our worship e'er be paid
To gods which mortal hands have made;
Our Maker is our GOD alone.
3 He fram'd the globe, he built the sky,
He made the shining worlds on high,
And reigns complete in glory there
His beams are majesty and light;
His beauties, how divinely bright!
His temple, how divinely fair!
4 Come the great day, the glorious hour,
When earth shall feel his saving power,
And barbarous nations fear his name:
Then shall the race of man confess
The beauty of his holiness,
And in his courts his grace proclaim.
|First Line:||Let all the earth their voices raise|
|Title:||The GOD of the Gentiles|
|Meter:||As the 113th Psalm|
|GOD'S SAVING GRACE|