Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth. Psalm 100:1
Words: From The Psalter (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania: United Presbyterian Board of Publication, 1912), number 270.
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O make a joyful noise, ye lands,
And serve the Lord with fear;
With gladness wait His high commands,
And with a song draw near.
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He made us and will keep,
For His we are, and not our own,
His people and His sheep.
With glad thanksgiving throng His gates,
His goodness to proclaim;
Within His courts, where mercy waits,
Give thanks and bless His name.
For He is good, and time shall prove
His mercies ever sure,
And while the ages onward move
His truth shall still endure.