1 With songs and honours sounding loud Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky.
2 He sends his showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in vallies grow.
3 He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the ravens cry; But man, who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honours high.
4 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear.
5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound.
6 When from his dreadful stores on high He pours the rattling hail, The wretch that dares this God defy Shall find his courage fail.
7 He sends his word and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return.
8 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word: With songs and honours sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord.