Come, sound His praise abroad,
And hymns of glo­ry sing:
Je­ho­vah is the so­ver­eign God,
The uni­ver­sal King.

He formed the deeps un­known;
He gave the seas their bound;
The wa­te­ry worlds are all His own,
And all the so­lid ground.

Come, wor­ship at His throne;
Come, bow be­fore the Lord:
We are His works and not our own;
He formed us by His Word.

Today at­tend His voice,
Nor dare pro­voke His rod;
Come, like the peo­ple of His choice,
And own your gra­cious God.

But if your ears re­fuse
The lang­uage of His grace,
And hearts grow hard, like stub­born Jews,
That un­be­liev­ing race;

The Lord, in ven­geance dressed,
Will lift His hand and swear,
You that des­pise My pro­mised rest
Shall have no por­tion there.