PSALM XCVI.

Tate and Brady

4 He's great, and greatly to be prais'd:
In majesty and glory rais'd
Above all other deities.
5 For pageantry and idols all
Are they whom gods the heathen call;
He only rules who made the skies.
6 With majesty and honour crown'd,
Beauty and strength his throne surround.

7 Be therefore both to him restor'd,
By you who have false gods ador'd;
Ascribe due honour to his Name:
8 Peace off'rings on his altar lay,
Before his throne your homage pay,
Which he, and he alone, can claim.
9 To worship at his sacred court
Let all the trembling world resort.

10 Proclaim aloud, Jehovah reigns,
Whose pow'r the universe sustains,
And banish'd justice will restore.
11 Let therefore heav'n new joys confess,
And heav'nly mirth let earth express;
Its loud applause the ocean roar:
Its mute inhabitants rejoice,
And for this triumph find a voice.

12 For joy let fertile vallies sing,
The cheerful groves their tribute bring;
The tuneful choir of birds awake,
13 The Lord's approach to celebrate;
Who now sets out with awful state,
His circuit through the earth to take.
From heav'n to judge the world he's come,
With justice to reward and doom.