Let All the World Rejoice

Let all the world re­joice

The great Je­ho­vah reigns;

The thun­ders are His voice

Our life His will or­dains;

The glo­ries of His migh­ty name

The light­nings

floods

and hail pro­claim.

He rules by sea and land

O’er bound­less realms His sway;

He gov­erns co­ral strand

And mount­ains hom­age pay;

Unequaled

sov­er­eign

and alone

In ma­jes­ty He fills His throne.

The uni­verse He made

By His pre­vail­ing might;

The earth’s foun­da­tions laid

And scat­tered an­cient night;

When Heav’n and earth

the sky and sea

Proclaimed His aw­ful ma­jes­ty.

When first the orb of day

Gleamed forth with rud­dy light

And moon with sil­ver ray

Marched up the vault of night

The stars be­decked the spark­ling skies

That seemed cre­ation’s thou­sand eyes.

And earth’s fair form was seen

With flow­ers and bloss­oms dressed;

And trees and mea­dows green

Adorned her youth­ful breast;

He hung them out in bound­less space

Amid the ocean’s cool em­brace.

Glad was the an­gel throng

To see His might pre­vail

And sang loud

joy­ful song

This uni­verse to hail;

They saw it as in youth it stood

And heard its mak­er call it good.

But this fair world shall die

The crea­ture of a day;

In ash and ru­in lie

Its glo­ry passed away;

And as she was be­fore her birth

Again shall be this migh­ty earth.

Soon shall the day be o’er

Of yon­der brill­iant sun;

To rise and set no more

His race of glo­ry run;

And soon

al­as! Yes

all too soon

Shall fade the stars

and yon pale moon.

But ev­er fixed

the throne

Of the Eter­nal One

Shall stand

cre­ation gone

Unchanging

He rules on;

New worlds to make with sov­er­eign will

And His own wise de­signs ful­fill.