O, clap your hands
All ye people
Shout unto God
With a voice of triumph
O, clap your hands
All ye people
Shout unto God
With a voice of triumph

For the Lord Most High
Is terrible
He is the great King
Over all the earth
He shall subdue
The people under us
And the nations
Under our feet

He shall choose
Our inheritance for us
The Excellency of Jacob
Whom he loved
For God is gone
Up with a shout!
The Lord with the sound
Of a trumpet

Sing praises, Sing praises
To our God
Sing praises, Sing praises
Unto our King
For God is King
Of all the earth
Sing ye praises
With understanding

God reigneth over the heathen
God sitteth upon the throne
Of his holiness
The princes of the people
Are gathered together
Even the people of
The God of Abraham
For the shields of the earth
Belong to our God
He is greatly exalted