All Nations, Clap Your Hands

All na­tions

clap your hands

Let shouts of tri­umph ring

For migh­ty ov­er all the lands

The Lord most high is king.

Above our migh­ty foes

He gave us pow­er to stand

And as our her­it­age He chose

The good­ly pro­mised land.

With shouts as­cends our king

With trum­pet’s stir­ring call;

Praise God

praise God

His prais­es sing

For God is Lord of all.

O sing in joy­ful strains

And make His glo­ry known;

God over all the na­tions reigns

And ho­ly is His throne.

Our fa­thers’ God to own

The kings of earth draw nigh

For none can save but God alone

He is the Lord Most High.