1 The Lord Jehovah sing; in noblest lays
The wond'rous acts of your creator praise;
For why! a glorious conqueft: he has gain'd
By his strong arm and by his mighty hand:
2 The nations all have felt his dreadful pow'r,
The wicked joy, the righteous grieve, no more.
3 To Israel's tribes has he perform'd his word;
Th' astonish'd heathen saw it, and ador'd.
4 Join then, all lands, in anthems to his name;
Sing, sing our glorious God with loud acclaim:
5 The lute, the psaltery, in his praise employ,
6 And let the clarion join the gen'ral joy.
7 Rejoice, thou sea, and all that in thee rove;
Rejoice, thou earth, and all that in thee move:
8 Exult with gladness, all ye streaming floods;
Exult with gladness, hills and lawns and woods.
9 For lo! he comes the righteous to reward;
The righteous ever have his just regard;
For lo! he comes his judgments to reveal,
And soon the wicked shall his vengeance feel.