From All That Dwell Below the Skies
From all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creatorís praise arise;
Let the Redeemerís Name be sung,
Through every land, by every tongue.
In every land begin the song;
To every land the strains belong:
In cheerful sounds all voices raise,
And fill the world with loudest praise.
Your lofty themes, ye mortals, bring;
In songs of praise divinely sing;
The great salvation loud proclaim,
And shout for joy the Saviourís Name.