Verse 1

O come loud antems let us sing, Loud thanks to our Almighty King; For we voices high should raise When our salvation's Rock we praise.

Verse 2

Into his presence let us haste, To thank him for his favor past; To him address in joyful songs, The praise that to his name belongs.

Verse 3

The depths of earth are in his hand, Her secret wealth at his command; The strength of hills that reach the skies, Subjected to his empire lies.

Verse 4

O let us to his courts repair, And bow with adoration there; Down on our knees devoutly all Before the Lord our Maker, fall.