| O clap your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph. God is gone up with a shout, the Lord with the sound of a trumpet. Sing praises to God, sing praises. (Psa. 47:1,5‑6) |
| Let Thy priests be clothed with righteousness; and let Thy saints shout for joy. I will also clothe her priests with salvation: and her saints shall shout aloud for joy. (Psa. 132:9,16) |
Salvation to God, who sits on the throne,
Let all shout aloud, and honor the Son;
The praises of Jesus God’s saints will proclaim;
They’ll fall on their faces to worship the Lamb. |
And soon shall we enter our own promised
land;
Around His bright throne in glory shall stand:
Our song then forever and ever shall be,
All glory and blessing, Lord Jesus, to Thee! |
