1 Sing to the Lord with joyful voice; Let every land his name adore; The British isles shall send the noise Across the ocean to the shore.
2 Nations, attend before his throne With solemn fear, with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create, and he destroy.
3 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men; And when like wandering sheep we stray'd, He brought us to his fold again.
4 We are his people, we his care, Our souls and all our mortal frame: What lasting honours shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy Name!
5 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth with her ten thousand tongues Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
6 Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand When rolling years shall cease to move.