The Almighty reigns exalted high

O’er all the earth, o’er all the sky;

Though clouds and darkness vail his feet,

His dwelling is the mercy-seat.

2 O ye that love his holy name,

Hate every work of sin and shame;

He guards the souls of all his friends,

And from the snares of hell defends.

3 Immortal light and joys unknown

Are for the saints in darkness sown;

Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise,

And the bright harvest bless our eyes.

4 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record

The sacred honors of the Lord;

None but the soul that feels his grace

Can triumph in his holiness.