COME, praise the Lord with sacred song, The Lord our sovereign King; Let every land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing.
Jesus our Lord ascends on high; His witnesses around Attest Him rising through the sky, And preach the joyful sound.
Repeat His praise with awe profound, And understanding song! Nor mock His name by giving sound Upon a thoughtless tongue.
Jesus the Lord holds righteous sway, O’er every time and place, And all must face our King one day As Judge, or Prince of Grace!
May every island be the Lord’s! And may His love be known, As powers and princes, shields and swords Submit before His throne.
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748‡