THE LORD OF HEAVEN

The Lord of heaven confess,

On high His glory raise.

Him let all angels bless,

Him all His armies praise.

Him glorify

Sun, moon, and stars;

Ye higher spheres,

And cloudy sky.

From God your beings are,

Him therefore famous make;

You all created were,

When He the word but spake.

And from that place,

Where fixed you be

By His decree,

You cannot pass.

Praise God from earth below,

Ye dragons, and ye deeps:

Fire, hail, clouds, wind, and snow,

Whom in command He keeps.

Praise ye His name,

Hills great and small,

Trees low and tall;

Beasts wild and tame;

O let God’s name be praised

Above both earth and sky;

For He His saints hath raised

And set their horn on high;

Even those that be

Of Israel’s race,

Near to His grace.

The Lord praise ye.