1 All people, clap your hands; to Godwith voice of triumph shout:
2 For dreadful is the Lord most high,great King the earth throughout.
3 The heathen people under ushe surely shall subdue;And he shall make the nationsunder our feet to bow.
4 The lot of our inheritancechuse out for us shall he,Of Jacob, whom he loved well,ev'n the excellency.
5 God is with shouts gone up, the Lordwith trumpets sounding high.
6 Sing praise to God, sing praise, sing praise,praise to our King sing ye.