And ye who tread this earthly ball;
In holy songs rejoice aloud before him,
And shout his praise who made you all.
2 The Lord is great; his majesty how glorious!
Resound his praise from shore to shore;
O’er sin, and death, and hell, now made victorious,
He rules and reigns for evermore.
3 The Lord is great; his mercy how abounding!
Ye angels, strike your golden chords;
O praise our God, with voice and harp resounding,