1 O make a joyful noise, ye lands,
And serve the Lord with fear;
With gladness wait His high commands,
And with a song draw near.

2 Know that the Lord is God alone;
He made us and will keep,
For His we are, and not our own,
His people and His sheep.

3 With glad thanksgiving throng His gates,
His goodness to proclaim;
Within His courts, where mercy waits,
Give thanks and bless His Name.

4 For He is good, and time shall prove
His mercies ever sure,
And while the ages onward move
His truth shall still endure.