From all that dwell below the skies
1
From all that dwell below the skies
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let his almighty name be sung,
Through every land, by every tongue.
2
Eternal are thy mercies, Lord,
Eternal truth attends thy word;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more.
3
Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring,
In songs of praise divinely sing;
God's great salvation loud proclaim,
And shout for joy his glorious name.
4
In every land begin the song,
To every land the strains belong;
In cheerful sounds all voices raise,
And fill the world with loudest praise.