Ye nations round the earth rejoice Before the Lord your sov'reign king, Serve Him with cheerful heart and voice; With all your tongues His glory sing. The Lord is God; 'tis He alone Doth life, and breath and being give; We are His work, and not our own, The sheep that on His pastures live. Enter His gates with songs of joy; With praises to His courts repair; And make it your divine employ To pay your thanks and honors there.