All kings upon the earth that are shall give thee praise, O Lord, When as they from thy mouth shall hear thy true and faithful word.
So shall the heathen people fear the Lord's most holy name; And all the kings on earth shall dread thy glory and thy fame.
Yea, all the mighty kings on earth before him down shall fall; And all the nations of the world do service to him shall.
All ends of th' earth remember shall, and turn the Lord unto; All kindreds of the nations to him shall homage do:
I will shew forth thy name unto those that my brethren are; Amidst the congregation thy praise I will declare.
When as the people gather shall in troops with one accord, When kingdoms shall assembled be to serve the highest Lord.
And now, Lord, leave me not, when I old and gray-headed grow: Till to this age thy strength and pow'r to all to come I show.
Then will I teach thy ways unto those that transgressors be; And those that sinners are shall then be turned unto thee.
I'll praise thee 'mong the people, Lord; 'mong nations sing will I: