By A Collection of Hymns

      8s & 7s. Psalm xcvi.
      1 RAISE the psalm: let earth adoring,
      Through each kindred, tribe, and tongue,
      To her God his praise restoring,
      Raise the new accordant song.
      Bless his name, each farthest nation;
      Sing his praise, his truth display:
      Tell anew his high salvation
      With each new return of day.

      2 Tell it out beneath the heaven,
      To each kindred, tribe, and tongue,
      Tell it out from morn till even
      In your own exhausted song:
      Tell that God for ever reigneth,
      He, who set the world so fast,
      He, who still its state sustaineth
      Till the day of doom to last.

      3 Tell them that the day is coming
      When that righteous doom shall be:
      Then shall heaven new joys illumine,
      Gladness shine o'er earth and sea.
      Yea, the far-resounding ocean
      Shall its thousand voices raise,
      All its waves in glad commotion
      Chant the fulness of his praise.

      4 And earth's fields, with herbs and flowers,
      Shall put on their choice array,
      And in all their leafy bowers
      Shall the woods keep holyday:
      When the Judge, to earth descending,
      Righteous judgment shall ordain,
      Fraud and wrong shall then have ending,
      Truth, immortal truth, shall reign.