Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord,
This work belongs to you:
Sing of His Name, His ways, His Word,
How holy, just and true!

His mercy and His righteousness
Let Heav’n and earth proclaim;
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal His wondrous Name.

His wisdom and almighty Word
The heav’nly arches spread,
And by the Spirit of the Lord
Their shining hosts were made.

He bid the liquid waters flow
To their appointed deep;
The flowing seas their limits know,
And their own station keep.

Ye tenants of the spacious earth
With fear before Him stand;
He spake, and nature took its birth,
And rests on His command.

He scorns the angry nations’ rage,
And breaks their vain designs;
His counsel stands through every age,
And in full glory shines.

Ye holy souls, in God rejoice,
Your Maker’s praise becomes your voice;
Great is your theme, your songs be new:
Sing of His Name, His Word, His ways,
His works of nature and of race,
How wise and holy, just and true!

Justice and truth He ever loves,
And the whole earth His goodness proves,
His Word the heav’nly arches spread:
How wide they shine from north to south!
And by the spirit of His mouth
Were all the starry armies made.

He gathers the wide-flowing seas,
Those watery treasures know their place
In the vast storehouse of the deep:
He spake, and gave all nature birth;
And fires, and seas, and Heav’n, and earth;
His everlasting orders keep.

Let mortals tremble and adore
A God of such resistless power,
Nor dare indulge their feeble rage:
Vain are your thoughts, and weak your hands;
But His eternal counsel stands,
And rules the world from age to age.

Ye righteous, in the Lord rejoice;
’Tis comely that with joyful voice
God’s saints His Name should praise.
With harp and hymn of gladness sing,
Your gift of sweetest music bring,
To Him a new song raise.

For upright is Jehovah’s Word,
And all the doings of the Lord
In justice have their birth.
In judgment and in deeds of right
The Lord forever takes delight,
His goodness fills the earth.

Jehovah speaks, the heav’ns appear;
He breathes, and lo, each shining sphere
In splendor stands arrayed.
He rolls the water heap on heap,
He stores away the mighty deep
In garners for it made.

Let all the earth Jehovah fear,
Let all that dwell both far and near
In awe before Him stand;
For lo, He spoke and it was done,
And all, with sovereign power begun,
Stood fast at His command.

He makes the nations’ counsels vain,
The plans the peoples would maintain
Are thwarted by His hand.
Jehovah’s counsels stand secure,
His purposes of heart endure,
Forevermore they stand.

O truly is the nation blest
Whose God, before the world confessed,
Jehovah is alone;
And blest the people is whom He
Has made His heritage to be,
And chosen for His own.

Great God, the world is full of Thee,
Thy kindness, and Thy power;
The bright blue sky, and rolling sea,
Green tree, and summer flower.

And every day, and everywhere,
Thou watchest everything;
The tender lamb enjoys Thy care;
The little birds that sing.

And very, very kind indeed
Thou art, O God, to me;
Supplying all my daily need;
And helping patiently.

Teach my young heart to yield its love
Through Jesus Christ, Thy Son;
That I may dwell with Thee above,
When life below is done.

Blest is the nation where the Lord
Hath fixed His gracious throne,
Where He reveals His heav’nly Word
And calls their tribes His own.

His eye with infinite survey
Does the whole behold;
He formed us all of equal clay
And knows our feeble mold.

Kings are not rescued by the force
Of armies from the grave;
Nor speed nor courage of a horse
Can the bold rider save.

Vain is the strength of beasts or men,
To hope for safety thence;
But holy souls from God obtain
A sure and strong defense.

God is their fear, and God their trust;
When plagues or famine spread,
His watchful eye secures the just
Among ten thousand dead.

Lord, let our hearts in Thee rejoice,
And bless us from Thy throne;
For we have made Thy Word our choice,
And trust Thy grace alone.

O God, hear Thou the nation’s prayer,
We lift our cause to Thee;
We wage the holy war of Christ;
We fight to make men free.

Give us to build our cities pure,
Salvation throned above,
To shelter lowly homes from ill,
And teach our hearts to love.
[originally, And tune our mills with love]

Give us to guide the alien feet,
To teach the brother’s way,
To save our motherhood from need;
To guard our children’s play.

May visions call and faith enflame,
And banish lust and greed;
O God, make Thou our home to be
[originally, Make Thou America to be]
A land of soulful deed.

O happy nation, where the Lord
Reveals the treasure of His Word,
And builds His church, His earthly throne!
His eye the heathen world surveys,
He formed their hearts, He knows their ways;
But God their Maker is unknown.

Let kings rely upon their host,
And of his strength the champion boast;
In vain they boast, in vain rely;
In vain we trust the brutal force,
Or speed, or courage, of a horse,
To guard his rider or to fly.

The eye of Thy compassion, Lord,
Doth more secure defense afford
When death or dangers threatening stand;
Thy watchful eye preserves the just,
Who make Thy Name their fear and trust,
When wars or famine waste the land.

In sickness, or the bloody field,
Thou our Physician, Thou our Shield,
Send us salvation from Thy throne:
We wait to see Thy goodness shine;
Let us rejoice in help divine,
For all our hope is God alone.

O Lord, our God, Thy mighty hand
Hath made our country free;
From all her broad and happy land
May worship rise to Thee.
Fulfill the promise of her youth,
Her liberty defend;
By law and order, love and truth,
America, America, befriend!

The strength of every state increase
In Union’s golden chain;
Her thousand cities fill with peace,
Her million fields with grain.
The virtues of her mingled blood
In one new people blend,
By unity and brotherhood,
America, America, befriend!

O suffer not her feet to stray;
But guide her untaught might,
That she may walk in peaceful day,
And lead the world in light.
Bring down the proud, lift up the poor,
Unequal ways amend.
By justice, nationwide and sure,
America, America, befriend!

Through all the waiting land proclaim
Thy gospel of goodwill;
And may the joy of Jesus’ Name
In every bosom thrill.
O’er hill, and vale, from sea to sea,
Thy holy reign extend;
By faith and hope and charity,
America, America, befriend!