RAISE the psalm: let earth adoring, Through each kindred, tribe, and tongue, To...

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 own exhausted song: Tell that God for ever 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 heaven 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 fulness 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 holyday: When the Judge, to earth descending, Righteous judgment shall ordain, Fraud and wrong shall then have ending, Truth, immortal truth, shall reign.