1 Sing, all the 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 Isra'l 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 Oh 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.
Part II.
9 Now shall my solemn vows be paid
To that Almighty pow'r,
That heard the long requests I made
In my distressful hour.
10 My lips and cheerful heart prepare
To make his mercies known:
Come ye that fear my God, and hear
The wonders he has done.
11 When on my head huge sorrows fell,
I sought the heav’nly aid;
He sav'd my sinking soul from hell,
And death’s eternal shade.
12 If sin lay cover'd in my heart
While pray'r employ'd my tongue;
The Lord had shewn me no regard,
Nor I his praises sung.
13 But God (his name be ever blest)
Has set my spirit free;
Nor turn'd from him my poor request,
Nor turn'd his heart from me.
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First Line: | Sing, all the nations to the Lord |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
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Notes: | Public Domain. |