Exalt the Lord, His praise pro­claim;
All ye His ser­vants, praise His name,
Who in the Lord’s house ev­er stand
And hum­bly serve at His com­mand.
The Lord is good, His praise pro­claim;
Since it is plea­sant, praise His name;
His peo­ple for His own He takes
And His pe­cul­iar trea­sure makes.

I know the Lord is high in state,
Above all gods our Lord is great;
The Lord per­forms what He de­crees,
In Hea­ven and earth, in depths and seas.
He makes the va­pors to as­cend
In clouds from earth’s re­mot­est end;
The light­nings flash at His com­mand,
He holds the tem­pest in His hand.

Exalt the Lord, His praise pro­claim;
All ye His servants, praise His name,
Who in the Lord’s house ever stand
And humbly serve at His command,
Forever praise and bless His name,
And in the church His praise pro­claim;
In Zi­on is His dwell­ing place;
Praise ye the Lord, show forth His grace.