1 O Lord, thou hast ascended on high in might to reign;
captivity thou leadest a captive in thy train.
Rich gifts to thee are offered by men who did rebel,
who pray that now Jehovah, their God, with them may dwell.

2 Blest be the Lord who daily our heavy burden bears,
the God of our salvation, who for his people cares.
Our God is near to help us, our God is strong to save;
the Lord alone is able to ransom from the grave.

3 Sing unto God, ye nations, ye kingdoms of the earth;
Sing unto God, all people, and praise his matchless worth.
He rides in royal triumph upon the heav'ns abroad;
he speaks, the mountains tremble before the voice of God.

4 All glory, might, and honor ascribe to God on high;
his arm protects his people who on his pow'r rely.
Forth from thy holy dwelling thine awful glories shine;
thou strengthenest thy people; unending praise be thine.