Ye mighty rul­ers of the land,
Give praise and glo­ry to the Lord;
And while be­fore His throne ye stand,
His great and po­wer­ful acts re­cord.

O ren­der un­to God above
The hon­ors which to Him be­long;
And in the tem­ple of His love,
Let wor­ship flow from ev­ery tongue.

His voice is heard the earth around,
When through the heav’ns His thun­ders roll;
The trou­bled ocean hears the sound,
And yields it­self to His con­trol.

When He up­on the light­ning rides,
His voice in loud­est thun­der speaks;
The fie­ry ele­ment di­vides,
And earth to its deep cen­ter shakes.

God on the floods has fixed His throne,
His gov­ern­ment shall ne­ver cease;
He shall His pow­er and strength make known,
And bless His chos­en sons with peace.