For the Lord reigneth

Over the universe,

All He sustaineth,

All things His praise rehearse,

The host of angels round Him dwelling,

||:Psalter and harp of His Praise are telling.::|

Rise then, ye nations,

Cast off your mournfulness;

Into His pastures

Will ye not gladly press?

For there His Word abroad is sounded,

||:Pardon for sinners, and grace unbounded.:||

Richly he feeds us,

Always and everywhere;

Gently He leads us

With a true Father's care;

The late and early rains He sends us,

||:Daily His blessing, His love attends Us.:||

Sing we His praises

Who is thus merciful;

Christendom raises

Songs to His glorious rule!

Rejoice! no foe shall now alarm us,

||:He will protect us, and who can harm us?:||

Now let us loudly

Praise God, the Merciful;

Christendom proudly

Tells of His glorious rule;

Gently He bids thee come before Him,

||:Haste then, O Israel, now adore Him!:||