Words: James Montgomery, The Christian Psalmist (Glasgow, Scotland: Chalmers & Collins, 1825), number 557.
All nations shall serve Him.
Fall down, ye nations, and adore
Jehovah on the mercy-seat;
Like prostrate seas on every shore
That cast their billows at your feet.
Let hallelujahs to the skies,
With ocean’s everlasting sound,
The voice of many waters, rise
Day without night, as time goes round.
Come from the east—with gifts, ye kings!
With gold, and frankincense, and myrrh;
Where’er the morning spreads her wings,
Let man to God his vows prefer.
Come from the west—the bond, the free;
His easy service make your choice;
Ye isles of the Pacific sea,
Like halcyon nests, in God rejoice.
Come from the south—through desert sands
A highway for the Lord prepare;
Let Ethiopia stretch her hands
And Libya pour her soul in prayer.
Come from the north—let Europe raise
In all her languages one song;
Give God the glory, power and praise,
That to His holy name belong.
For He hath bowed the heavens above,
And at His feet the mountains flowed;
He came—but not in wrath—in love,
To make with men His pure abode.
With smiles, O earth! thy maker meet;
Nations, before your Savior fall;
Redemption is in Him complete,
The Gospel now is preached to all.