Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord, <br />This work belongs to you; <br />Sing of his name, his ways, his word, <br />How holy, just, and true. <br /> <br />His mercy and his righteousness <br />Let heav'n and earth proclaim; <br />His works of nature and of grace <br />Reveal his wondrous name. <br /> <br />His wisdom and almighty word <br />The heav'nly arches spread, <br />And by the Spirit of the Lord <br />Their shining hosts were made. <br /> <br />He bid the liquid waters flow <br />To their appointed deep; <br />The flowing seas their limits know <br />And their own station keep. <br /> <br />Ye tenants of the spacious earth, <br />With fear before him stand; <br />He spake, and nature took its birth, <br />And rests on his command. <br /> <br />He scorns the angry nations' rage, <br />And breaks their vain designs; <br />His counsel stands through ev'ry age, <br />And in full glory shines. <br /> <br />Blessed is the nation where the Lord <br />Hath fixed his gracious throne, <br />Where he reveals his heav'nly word, <br />And calls their tribes his own. <br /> <br />His eye with infinite survey <br />Does the whole world behold; <br />He formed us all of equal clay, <br />And knows our feeble mould. <br /> <br />Kings are not rescued by the force <br />Of armies from the grave; <br />Nor speed nor courage of a horse <br />Can the bold rider save. <br /> <br />Vain is the strength of beasts or men, <br />To hope for safety thence; <br />But holy souls from God obtain <br />A strong and sure defense. <br /> <br />God is their fear, and God their trust; <br />When plagues or famine spread, <br />His watchful eye secures the just <br />Among ten thousand dead. <br /> <br />Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, <br />And bless us from thy throne; <br />For we have made thy word our choice, <br />And trust thy grace alone.<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/psalm-xxxiii-rejoice-ye-righteous/
