Verse 1
Sing ye heavens, and earth rejoice,
Sons of men, lift up your voice,
Great ones, who o’er-look the throng,
Shout at learning the new song,
Vie with that acclaiming host,
Ye have cause to triumph most,
Dearer to their King above,
Ransom’d by his dying love.

Verse 2
Jesus hath fulfill’d his word,
He, our dear redeeming Lord
Hath in mortal flesh appear’d,
All his mournful people chear’d:
Millions of the fallen race
Thro’ his comfortable grace
Here have known their sins forgiven,
Gone in perfect peace to heaven.

Verse 3
Millions more their Lord shall know,
When he doth his mercy shew,
Mercy’s utmost power display
In the long-expected day:
Come, thou universal friend,
Human miseries to end,
Jews, and Turks, and heathens call,
All receive, who diedst for all.