COME, ye that fear the Saviour, Your voices gladly raise; Come, stand in awe before Him, And sing His glorious praise. Ye lowly and afflicted Who on His Word rely, Your hearts shall live for ever, The Lord will satisfy!
All kindreds of the nations To Christ the Lord shall turn, Through earth’s remotest regions Salvation’s lamp shall burn; Dominion, power, and glory Belong to Him alone; And He shall call the peoples To bow before His throne.
Both high and low shall worship; The strong, the weak shall bend; A faithful church shall serve Him Till generations end. His praise shall be recounted To people yet to be; The glories of the Gospel Shall childre’s children see.
The Psalter, 1912‡