Hymn H40

Hallelujah ! Raise, of raise,
To our God the song of praise;
All His servants join to sing
Loud the praises of our King.
Blessed be for evermore,
That dread Name which we adore;
Round the world His praise be sung,
Through all lands, in every tongue.

Over all nations God alone,
Higher than the heavens His throne;
Who is like to God, Most High,
Infinite in majesty ?
Yet to view the heavens He bends,
Yea, to earth He condescends;
Passing by the rich and great,
For the low and desolate.

He can raise the poor to stand
With the princes of the land;
Wealth upon the needy shower
Set the meanest high in power.
He the broken spirit sheers,
Turns to joy the mourner's tears;
Such the wonders of His ways:
Praise His name for ever praise.