Sing to the Lord a new made song, Let earth in one assembled throng

Verse 1

Sing to the Lord a new-made sang; Let earth, in one assembled throng, Her common Patron's praise resound: Sing to the Lord, and bless his Hame, From day to day his praise proclaim, Who us has with salvation crown'd; To heathen lands his fame rehearse, His wonders to the universe.

Verse 2

Proclaim aloud, Jehovah reigns, Whose pow'r the universe sustains, And banish'd justice will restore: Let therefore heav'n new joys confess; And heav'nly mirth let earth express; Its loud applause the ocean roar; Its mute inhabitants rejoice, And for this triumph find a voice.

Verse 3

For joy let fertile vallies sings, The cheerful groves their tribute bring, The tuneful choir of birds awake, The Lord's approach to celebrate; Who now sets out with awful state, His circuits through the earth to take: From heav'n to judge the world he's come, With justice to reward and doom.