1 All lands to God, in joyful sounds,
aloft your voices raise.
2 Sing forth the honour of his name,
and glorious make his praise.
3 Say unto God, How terrible
in all thy works art thou!
Through thy great power thy foes to thee
shall be constrained to bow.

4 All on the earth shall worship thee,
they shall thy praise proclaim
in songs: they shall sing cheerfully
unto thy holy name.
5 Come, and the works that God hath wrought
with admiration see:
in dealing with the sons of men
most terrible is he.

6 Into dry land the sea he turned,
and they a passage had;
even marching through the flood on foot,
there we in him were glad.
7 He ruleth ever by his power;
his eyes the nations see:
O let not the rebellious ones
in pride exalted be.

8 Ye people, bless our God; aloud
the voice speak of his praise:
9 our soul in life who safe preserves,
our foot from sliding stays.
10 For thou didst prove and try us, Lord,
as men do silver try;
11 brought’st us into the net, and mad’st
bands on our loins to lie.

12 Thou hast made men ride o’er our heads;
through fire and flood we passed;
but yet into abundance great
thou hast us brought at last.
13 I’ll bring burnt-offerings to thy house;
to thee my vows I’ll pay,
14 which my lips uttered, my mouth spake,
when trouble on me lay.

15 Burnt-sacrifices of fat sheep,
incense of rams I'll bring;
of bullocks and of goats I will
present an offering.
16 All that fear God, come, hear, I’ll tell
what he did for my soul.
17 I with my mouth unto him cried,
my tongue did him extol.

18 If in my heart I sin regard,
the Lord me will not hear:
19 but surely God me heard, and to
my prayer’s voice gave ear.
20 O let the Lord, our gracious God,
for ever blessed be,
who turned not my prayer from him,
nor yet his grace from me.