O come loud anthems let us sing
Loud thanks to our Almighty King!
For we our voices high should raise,
When our salvation’s rock we praise.
Into his presence let us haste
To thank the Lord for favours past
To him address in joyful songs,
The praise that to his name belongs.

For God, the Lord, enthroned in state,
Is with unrivalled glory great.
A King superior far to all,
Whom gods the heathens falsely call.
The depths of earth are in his hands,
And all her wealth at his command,
The strength of mounts that reach the skies,
Subjected to His empire lies.

The rolling oceans vast abyss,
By Him created, all are His.
Tis moved by His almighty Hand,
That formed and fixed the solid land.
O let us to His courts repair,
With joyful adoration there,
Down on our knees devoutly all,
Before the Lord, our Master fall.