1 All people that on earth do dwell,
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice.
Him serve with mirth, His praise forthtell;
Come ye before Him and rejoice.
2 Know that the Lord is God indeed;
Without our aid He did us make.
We are His folk, He doth us feed,
And for His sheep He doth us take.
3 O enter then His gates with praise;
Approach with joy His courts unto.
Praise, laud, and bless His name always,
For it is seemly so to do.
4 For why? the Lord our God is good:
His mercy is for ever sure.
His truth at all times firmly stood
And shall from age to age endure.
5 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom heav'n and earth adore,
From us and from the angel host
Be praise and glory evermore.
|First Line:||All people that on earth do dwell|
|Title:||All People That on Earth Do Dwell|
|Author:||William Kethe, d. c. 1593 (alt. )|
|Source:||Trente quatre Pseaumes de David, Geneva, 1551, ed. Louis Bourgeois; Common Praise, 2000 (Setting)|