1.

Sing to our God the new-form'd lay;
Ye Souls who his commands obey,
Assembling join your thankful tongues,
And hallow with his praise your Songs.

2.

O Israel , let thy Maker's Name
With joyous zeal thy breast inflame,
And Sion 's sons exulting sing
The Mercies of their heav'nly King.

3.

Range in the dance the sacred Band,
And urge the Minstrel's well-taught hand
To strike the loud-resounding lyre,
While timbrels in his praise conspire.

4.

With what delight, great God, behold
Thine eyes the People of thy fold!
Thy Strength the Souls of humble frame
Their ever present Aid proclaim.

5.

With conquest crown'd, and rapt in joy,
Let All whom thy Decrees employ
Thy Name exalt, and thankful raise
The song of gratitude and praise:

6.

Let all unite with willing mind,
Nor cease, when on their beds reclin'd,
The silent midnight's list'ning ear
With songs of loudest mirth to chear.

7.

Thy Mercy let their lips record;
Give to their grasp the two-edg'd sword;
And let them, guided by thy hand,
Deal vengeance through each heathen land.

8.

Let them the guilty tribes chastise
Whose impious Arm thy pow'r defies;
Triumphant in the iron chain
Their Nobles and their Kings detain, —

9.

And while, inspir'd with active zeal
Thy prescript thus their hands fulfil,
The glories wear for All prepar'd,
Whose hearts thy just behests regard.