Ye ho­ly souls in God re­joice,
Your mak­er’s praise be­comes your voice;
Great is your theme, your songs be new:
Sing of His name, His Word, His ways,
His works of na­ture and of grace,
How wise and ho­ly, just and true!

Justice and truth He ev­er loves,
And the whole earth His good­ness proves,
His Word the heav’n­ly arch­es spread:
How wide they shine from north to south!
And by the spir­it of His mouth
Were all the star­ry ar­mies made.

He ga­thers the wide flow­ing seas,
Those wa­te­ry trea­sures know their place
In the vast store­house of the deep.
He spake, and gave all na­ture birth;
And fires, and seas, and Heav’n, and earth;
His ev­er­last­ing or­ders keep.

Let mor­tals trem­ble and ad­ore
A God of such re­sist­less pow­er,
Nor dare in­dulge their fee­ble rage:
Vain are your thoughts, and weak your hands;
But His eter­nal coun­sel stands,
And rules the world from age to age.