Let them neglect thy glory, Lord,

Who never knew thy grace;

But our loud songs shall still record

The wonders of thy praise.

We raise our shouts, O God, to thee,

And send them to thy throne;

All glory to th' united Three,

The undivided One.

'Twas he (and we'll adore his name)

That formed us by a word;

'Tis he restores our ruined frame:

Salvation to the Lord!

Hosannah! let the earth and skies

Repeat the joyful sound

Rocks, hills, and vales, reflect the voice

In one eternal round.