All Peoples, Come and Clap Your Hands
Psalm 47

All peoples, come and clap your hands,
to God lift up your voice;
The Lord Most High is the great King,
In triumph now rejoice.

Our God has gone up with a shout,
The Lord with trumpet sound;
For God is King o'er all the earth,
Now let all praise resound.

Sing praise to God, sing glorious praise,
Sing praises to our King;
With understanding, raise a shout,
Let ev'ry nation sing.

God sits upon His holy throne,
With princes gathered there;
All peoples bow before the Lord,
His vic'try they shall share.

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Tune: Mear, arr. William Knapp, 1738
Lyrics: Brian L. Penney, 2008