Praise the saviour all ye nations

Praise the Saviour, all ye nations,
Praise Him, all ye hosts above
Shout, with joyful acclamation,
His divine, victorious love
Be His kingdom now promoted,
Let the earth her Monarch know
Be my all to Him devoted,
To my Lord my all I owe.

See how beauteous on the mountains
Are their feet, whose grand design
Is to guide us to the fountains
That o'erflow with bliss divine,
Who proclaim the joyful tidings
Of salvation all around,
Disregard the world's deridings,
And in works of love abound.

With my substance will I honor
My Redeemer and my Lord
Were ten thousand worlds my manor,
All were nothing to His Word:
While the heralds of salvation
His abounding grace proclaim,
Let His friends, of every station,
Gladly join to spread His fame