For the Lord reigneth
Over the universe,
All He sustaineth,
All things His praise rehearse,
The host of angels round Him dwelling,
||:Psalter and harp of His Praise are telling.::|

Rise then, ye nations,
Cast off your mournfulness;
Into His pastures
Will ye not gladly press?
For there His Word abroad is sounded,
||:Pardon for sinners, and grace unbounded.:||

Richly he feeds us,
Always and everywhere;
Gently He leads us
With a true Father's care;
The late and early rains He sends us,
||:Daily His blessing, His love attends Us.:||

Sing we His praises
Who is thus merciful;
Christendom raises
Songs to His glorious rule!
Rejoice! no foe shall now alarm us,
||:He will protect us, and who can harm us?:||

Now let us loudly
Praise God, the Merciful;
Christendom proudly
Tells of His glorious rule;
Gently He bids thee come before Him,
||:Haste then, O Israel, now adore Him!:||