The servants of Jehovah's will

Verse 1

The servants of Jehovah's will His favour's gentle beams enjoy; Their upright hearts let gladness fill, And cheerful songs their tongues employ.

Verse 2

To Him your voice in anthems raise, Jehovah's awful name He bears; In Him rejoice, extol His praise, Who rides upon high-rolling spheres.

Verse 3

His chariots numberless, His powers Are heavenly hosts, that wait His will; His presence now fills Sion's towers, As once it honour'd Sinai's hill.

Verse 4

Ascending high, in triumph Thou Captivity hast captive led, And on Thy people didst bestow Thy gifts and graces freely shed.