Come, let us sing be­fore the Lord
New songs of praise with sweet ac­cord,
For won­ders great by Him are done,
His migh­ty arm has vic­to­ry won.

The great sal­va­tion of our God
Is seen through all the earth abroad;
Before the na­tions’ won­der­ing sight
He has re­vealed His truth and right.

He called to mind the truth and grace
Bestowed up­on His chos­en race,
And un­to earth’s re­mot­est bound
Glad tid­ings of sal­va­tion sound.

All lands, to God lift up your voice,
Sing praise to Him, with shouts re­joice;
With voice of joy and loud ac­claim
Let all unite and praise His name.

Praise ye the Lord with harp and song,
With voice of psalms His praise pro­long;
In swell­ing cho­rus glad­ly sing
And shout be­fore the Lord, the king.

Let earth be glad, let ocean roar,
And prais­es sound from shore to shore;
Let floods and hills with glad ac­cord
Show forth their joy be­fore the Lord.

For, lo, He comes; at His com­mand
All na­tions shall in judg­ment stand;
In jus­tice robed, and throned in light,
The Lord shall judge, dis­pens­ing right.