Scripture Verse

Come, let us sing for joy to the Lord. Psalm 95:1


Isaac Watts (1674–1748)

Words: Is­aac Watts, The Psalms of Da­vid 1719. A psalm be­fore ser­mon.

Music: Im­mor­ta­li­ty Will­iam H. H. But­ler, in the Af­ri­can Me­tho­dist Epis­co­pal Hymn and Tune Book (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Af­ri­can Me­tho­dist Epis­co­pal Book Con­cern, 1898), num­ber 68 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tunes:

If you know where to get good pho­to of But­ler (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Come, sound His praise abroad,
And hymns of glo­ry sing:
Je­ho­vah is the so­ve­reign God,
The uni­ver­sal King.

He formed the deeps un­known;
He gave the seas their bound;
The wa­te­ry worlds are all His own,
And all the so­lid ground.

Come, wor­ship at His throne;
Come, bow be­fore the Lord:
We are His works and not our own;
He formed us by His Word.

Today at­tend His voice,
Nor dare pro­voke His rod;
Come, like the peo­ple of His choice,
And own your gra­cious God.

But if your ears re­fuse
The lang­uage of His grace,
And hearts grow hard, like stub­born Jews,
That un­be­liev­ing race;

The Lord, in ven­geance dressed,
Will lift His hand and swear,
You that des­pise My pro­mised rest
Shall have no por­tion there.