Verse 1
Sing we to our Conquering Lord
A new triumphant Song,
Joyfully his Deeds record,
And with a thankful Tongue:
Wonders his Right-hand hath wrought,
(Still his Outstretch’d Arm we see)
He alone the Fight hath fought,
And got the Victory.

Verse 2
GOD, th’ Almighty GOD hath made
His great Salvation known,
Openly to All display’d
His Glory in his Son:
Christ hath brought The Life to light,
Bad the Glorious Gospel shine,
Shew’d in all the Heathen’s Sight
His Righteousness Divine.

Verse 3
He to Israel’s Chosen Race
The Promise hath fulfil’d,
Mindful of his Word of Grace,
His Saving Health reveal’d:
He to all the Sons of Men
Hath his Truth and Mercy shew’d,
Earth’s remotest Bounds have seen
The Pardning Love of GOD.

Verse 4
Make a loud and chearful Noise
To Him that reigns above,
Earth with all thy Sons rejoice
In thy Redeemer’s Love:
Raise your Songs of Triumph high,
Bring Him every tuneful Strain,
Praise the Lord, who stoop’d to die
To ransom wretched Man.

Verse 5
Him with Lute and Harp record,
With Shawms and Trumpets praise,
Sing, rejoice before the Lord,
And glory in his Grace:
Hymn his Grace, and Truth, and Power,
Give Him thanks, rejoice, and sing,
Praise Him, praise Him evermore,
And triumph with your King.

Verse 6
Ocean roar with all thy Waves
In Honour of his Name:
He who all Creation saves
Doth all their Homage claim,
Clap your Hands ye Floods, ye Hills,
Joyful all his Praise rehearse,
Praise Him, till his Glory fills
The Vocal Universe.

Verse 7
Lo! He comes, with Clouds He comes
In dreadful Pomp array’d,
All his glorious Power assumes
To judge the World He made:
Righteous shall his Sentence be,
Think of that Tremendous Bar,
Every Eye the Judge shall see,
And Thou shalt meet Him there!