Universal Praise to God

Loud hallelujahs to the Lord,

From distant worlds where creatures dwell,

Let heav'n begin the solemn word,

And sound it dreadful down to hell.

High on a throne His glories dwell,

An awful throne of shining bliss:

Fly through the world, O sun! and tell

How dark thy beams compared to His.

Let clouds and winds, and waves agree

To join their praise with blazing fire;

Let the firm earth and rolling sea,

In this eternal song conspire.

Wide as His vast dominion lies,

Make the Creator's name be known:

Loud as His thunder, shout His praise,

And sound it lofty as His throne.

Jehovah--'tis a glorious word!

O, may it dwell on every tongue!

But saints, who best have known the Lord,

Are bound to raise the noblest song.

Speak of the wonders of that love

Which Gabriel plays on every chord:

From all below, and all above,

Loud hallelujahs to the Lord.