GREAT is the Lord our God, And let his praise be great; He makes his churches...

GREAT is the Lord our God, And let his praise be great; He makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat.

These temples of his grace, How beautiful they stand! The honours of our native place, And bulwarks of our land.

In Zion God is known A refuge in distress; How bright has his salvation shone Through all her palaces!

In every new distress We'll to his house repair; We'll think upon his wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there.