1 God is known among His people,
Every mouth His praises fill;
From of old He has established
His abode on Zion's hill;
There He broke the sword and arrow,
Bade the noise of war be still.

2 Excellent and glorious art Thou,
With Thy trophies from the fray;
Thou hast slain the the valiant-hearted,
Wrapt in sleep of death are they;
When Thy anger once is risen,
Who can stand in that dread day?

3 When from heaven Thy sentence sounded,
All the earth in fear was still,
While to save the meek and lowly
God in judgement wrought His will;
E'en the wrath of man shall praise Thee,
Thy design it shall fulfil.

4 Vow and pay ye to Jehovah,
Him your God forever own;
All men, bring your gifts before Him;
Worship Him, and Him alone;
Mighty kings obey and fear Him,
Princes bow before His throne.