Now let all loud­ly sing praise to God the Lord;
Christendom, proud­ly laud Him with one accord,
Gently He bids thee come be­fore Him;
Haste, then, O Is­ra­el, now adore Him;
Haste, then, O Is­ra­el, now adore Him.

For the Lord reign­eth ov­er the uni­verse;
All He sus­tain­eth, all things His praise re­hearse,
The an­gel host His glo­ry tell­ing,
Psalter and harp are the an­them swell­ing;
Psalter and harp are the an­them swell­ing.

Come, hea­then races, cast off all grief and care,
For plea­sant places your Sav­ior doth pre­pare,
Where His blest Word abroad is sound­ed,
Pardon for sin­ners and grace un­bound­ed;
Pardon for sin­ners and grace un­bound­ed.

Richly He feeds us al­ways and ev­ery­where;
Gently He leads us with a true fa­ther’s care;
The late and ear­ly rains He sends us,
Daily His bless­ing, His love, at­tends us,
Daily His bless­ing, His love, at­tends us.

Sing we His prais­es who is thus mer­ci­ful;
Christendom rais­es songs to His glo­ri­ous rule.
Rejoice! No foe shall now alarm us;
He will pro­tect us, and who can harm us?
He will pro­tect us, and who can harm us?