Psalm 96

COme now, & in some New-indighting,
Blesse God (the world's Almightie King)
His Name's due praise, in songs reciting,
Of his Salvation, daylie sing.
His Fame, & works of admiration,
Yee people heed, yee Nations hear:
His powre deserves, high exaltation;
For, all the Gods, lesse dreadfull are.

The Gentiles Gods, are foolish fictions,
But our great God, did heav'n creat;
Powr, glory, praise, & all perfections,
Attend him, in his holy-seat.
To him, due praise, yee kindreds render;
Extoll his powre, his glory sing:
To God's great Name, fitt honours tender,
Approach his Courts, & offrings bring.

Within his house, with praise, professe him,
And, let him be adored there;
Let all the world, their God confesse him,
And, serve him with a holy feare.
Yea, to the Gentiles let them publish,
The Lord their King, & that his might
The wav'ring earth shall fast establish;
And, do the wronged people right.

Let heav'n & earth, with joy-excelling,
Reioice before him ever more;
The seas, & all things in them dwelling,
The feilds, the woods, & all their store:
For, lo, the Lord, approcheth nearlie,
Behold, to judge the world he comes,
The wicked, he will judge serverely;
And, give the people righteous doomes.