Scripture Verse

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.

Music: Frech Jo­hann G. Frech, Vier­stim­mige Ge­sange (Stutt­gart, Ger­ma­ny: 1825) (🔊 pdf nwc).

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


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.