1 Join, every tongue, to praise the Lord;
All nature rests upon his word:
His works proclaim his power divine;
O'er all the earth his glories shine.
2 Seasons and times obey his voice;
The ev'ning and the morn rejoice,
To see the earth made soft with show'rs,
Laden with fruit, and dress'd in flow'rs.
3 'Tis from his wat'ry stores on high
He gives the thirsty ground supply;
He walks upon the clouds; and thence
Doth his enriching drops dispense.
4 The desert grows a fruitful field;
Abundant fruit the meadows yield;
The vallies shout with cheerful voice,
And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys.
5 Thy works pronounce thy pow'r divine;
In all the earth thy glories shine;
Through ev'ry month thy gifts appear;
Great God! thy goodness crowns the year.
Source: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #XII