Sing, All Ye Nations, to the Lord

Sing

all ye na­tions to the Lord

Sing with a joy­ful noise;

With me­lo­dy of sound re­cord

His hon­ors and your joys.

Say to the pow­er that shakes the sky

How ter­ri­ble art Thou!

Sinners be­fore Thy pre­sence fly

Or at Thy feet they bow.

Come

see the won­ders of our God

How glo­ri­ous are His ways!

In Mo­ses’ hand He puts His rod

And cleaves the fright­ed seas.

He made the ebb­ing chan­nel dry

While Is­ra­el passed the flood;

There did the Church be­gin their joy

And tri­umph in their God.

He rules by His re­sist­less might:

Will re­bel mor­tals dare

Provoke th’Eter­nal to the fight

And tempt that dread­ful war?

O bless our God

and nev­er cease

Ye saints

to keep His praise;

He keeps our life

main­tains our peace

And guides our doubt­ful ways.

Lord

Thou hast proved our suf­fer­ing souls

To make our grac­es shine;

So sil­ver bears the burn­ing coals

The me­tal to re­fine.

Through wa­te­ry deeps

and fie­ry ways

We march at Thy com­mand;

Led to pos­sess the pro­mised place

By Thine un­er­ring hand.