O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness!
Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim;
With gold of obedience, and incense of lowliness,
Kneel and adore Him: the Lord is His Name!

Low at His feet lay thy burden of carefulness,
High on His heart He will bear it for thee,
And comfort thy sorrows, and answer thy prayerfulness,
Guiding thy steps as may best for thee be.

Fear not to enter His courts in the slenderness
Of the poor wealth thou wouldst reckon as thine;
For truth in its beauty, and love in its tenderness,
These are the offerings to lay on His shrine.

These, though we bring them in trembling and fearfulness,
He will accept for the Name that is dear;
Mornings of joy give for evenings of tearfulness,
Trust for our trembling and hope for our fear.

O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness!
Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim;
With gold of obedience, and incense of lowliness,
Kneel and adore Him: the Lord is His Name!

Raise the psalm: let earth adoring,
Through each kindred, tribe, and tongue,
To her God His praise restoring,
Raise the new accordant song.
Bless His Name, each farthest nation;
Sing His praise, His truth display:
Tell anew His high salvation,
With each new return of day.

Tell it out beneath the heaven
To each kindred, tribe and tongue,
Tell it out from morn till even
In your unexhausted song:
Tell that God forever reigneth,
He, who set the world so fast,
He, who still its state sustaineth
Till the day of doom to last.

Tell them that the day is coming
When that righteous doom shall be:
Then shall Heav’n new joys illumine,
Gladness shine o’er earth and sea.
Yea, the far resounding ocean
Shall its thousand voices raise,
All its waves in glad commotion
Chant the fullness of His praise.

And earth’s fields, with herbs and flowers,
Shall put on their choice array,
And in all their leafy bowers
Shall the woods keep holy day:
When the Judge, to earth descending,
Righteous judgment shall ordain,
Fraud and wrong shall then have ending,
Truth, immortal truth, shall reign.

Tell it out among the heathen that the Lord is King;
Tell it out! Tell it out!
Tell it out among the nations, bid them shout and sing;
Tell it out! Tell it out!
Tell it out with adoration that He shall increase,
That the mighty King of Glory is the King of Peace;
Tell it out with jubilation, let the song ne’er cease;
Tell it out! Tell it out!

Tell it out among the heathen that the Savior reigns;
Tell it out! Tell it out!
Tell it out among the nations, bid them break their chains;
Tell it out! Tell it out!
Tell it out among the weeping ones that Jesus lives,
Tell it out among the weary ones what rest He gives,
Tell it out among the sinners that He still receives;
Tell it out! Tell it out!

Tell it out among the heathen, Jesus reigns above;
Tell it out! Tell it out!
Tell it out among the nations that His reign is love;
Tell it out! Tell it out!
Tell it out among the highways and the lanes at home,
Let it ring across the mountains and the ocean’s foam,
Like the sound of many waters, let our glad shout come!
Tell it out! Tell it out!

Hark, my soul, how everything
Strives to serve our bounteous King;
Each a double tribute pays,
Sings its parts, and then obeys.

Nature’s chief and sweetest choir
Him with cheerful notes admire;
Chanting every day their lauds,
While the grove their song applauds.

Though their voices lower be,
Streams have too their melody;
Night and day they warbling run,
Never pause, but still sing on.

All the flowers that gild the spring
Hither their still music bring;
If heaven bless them, thankful, they
Smell more sweet, and look more gay.

Only we can scarce afford
This short office to our Lord;
We, on whom His bounty flows,
All things gives, and nothing owes.

Wake! for shame, my sluggish heart,
Wake! and gladly sing thy part;
Learn of birds, and springs, and flowers,
How to use thy nobler powers.

Call whole nature to thy aid;
Since ’twas He whole nature made;
Join in one eternal song,
Who to one God all belong.

Live forever, glorious Lord!
Live by all Thy works adored,
One in Three, and Three in One,
Thrice we bow to Thee alone.

Come in, Thou blessèd, honored Lord!
By earth, by Heav’n, by all, adored!
We hail Thee, welcome!
Take Thy throne, and in Thy Zion reign alone.

Our only Lord and God Thou art!
Reign Thou the Sovereign of our hearts,
Thou King of glory ever blest,
By angels and by men confessed.

Thy Church now enter, Lord divine;
And be the kingdom ever Thine;
We hail Thee welcome to Thy seat,
And lay our honors at Thy feet.

O happy Church, thy bliss how great;
The King, in all His heav’nly state,
With thee forever will reside:
Thy Husband He and thou the bride.

O Lord! our grateful hearts rejoice,
Since Thou hast made our souls Thy choice;
While here our songs to Thee shall rise,
And join the chorus of the skies.