Sing to the Lord Je­ho­vah’s name,
And in His strength re­joice;
When His sal­va­tion is our theme,
Exalted be our voice.

With thanks ap­proach His aw­ful sight,
And psalms of hon­or sing;
The Lord’s a God of end­less might,
The whole cre­ation’s king.

Let princ­es hear, let an­gels know,
How mean their na­tures seem,
These gods on high and gods be­low,
When once com­pared with Him.

Earth with its ca­verns dark and deep
Lies in His spa­cious hand;
He fixed the seas what bounds to keep,
And where the hills must stand.

Come, and with humble souls adore,
Come, kneel be­fore His face;
O may the crea­tures of His pow­er
Be child­ren of His grace!

Now is the time; He bends His ear,
And waits for your re­quest;
Come, lest He rouse His wrath and swear,
Ye shall not see My rest.