Lo! the Lord, the mighty Sav­ior,
Quits the grave, His throne to claim;
Object of His endless favor,
God o’er all exalts His name;
Those who hate Him—
Clothed with ev­er­last­ing shame.

Shout for joy, with songs of praises,
Ye who in His name delight;
Shout, for God our Sav­ior raises
To His throne, in endless might!
’Tis Je­ho­vah—
Crowns our Lord in realms of light!

God His servant lifts to glo­ry,
Bids Him all His honors share:
Now, Je­ho­vah, we adore Thee,
And Thy right­eous­ness declare:
Endless praises—
Shall Thy ransomed church prepare.