1 Ye saints and servants of the Lord,
The triumphs of his name record;
His sacred name forever bless.
Where-e'er the circling sun displays
His rising beams, or setting rays,
Due praise to his great name address.

2 God through the world extends his sway:
The regions of eternal day
But shadows of his glory are.
To him, whose majesty excels,
Who made the heav'n wherein he dwells,
Let no created power compare.