Far as thy name is known

The world declares thy praise;

The saints, O Lord, before thy throne

Their songs of honor raise.

2 With joy, thy people stand

On Zion’s chosen hill,

Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,

And counsels of thy will.

3 Let strangers walk around

The city where we dwell,

Compass and view thy holy ground,

And mark the building well.

4 How comely and how wise!

How glorious to behold!

Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes,

And rites adorned with gold.

5 The God we worship now

Will guide us till we die;

Will be our God while here below,

And ours above the sky.