O sing a new song to the Lord,
Sing all the earth and bless His name;
From day to day His praise re­cord,
The Lord’s re­deem­ing grace pro­claim.

Tell all the world His won­drous ways,
Tell hea­then na­tions far and near;
Great is the Lord, and great His praise,
And Him alone let na­tions fear.

The hea­then gods are id­ols vain;
The shin­ing hea­vens the Lord sup­ports;
Both light and hon­or lead His train,
While strength and beau­ty fill His courts.

Let ev­ery tongue and ev­ery tribe
Give to the Lord due praise and sing;
All glo­ry un­to Him as­cribe,
Come, throng His courts, and of­fer­ings bring.

O fear and bow, adorned with grace,
And tell each land that God is King;
The earth He found­ed in its place,
And jus­tice to the world will bring.

Let Hea­ven be glad, let earth re­joice,
The teem­ing sea re­sound with praise;
Let wav­ing fields lift high their voice,
And all the trees their an­them raise.

So let them shout be­fore our God,
For lo, He comes, He comes with might,
To wield the scep­ter and the rod,
To judge the world with truth and right.