Break forth in mighty gladness, O mountains and all-hills!
Let the trees of the forest clap their hands for joy!
Praise Christ, all you nations!
Glorify Him, all you peoples, crying:
Glory, O Lord, to Your power!
The King of glory has come.
The Lord of the ages has entered.
The hour of His majesty is upon us.
His beauty in Zion is beyond compare.
Come, O faithful, let us fall down before Him, crying:
Glory, O Lord, to Your power!
The Lord comes! He holds the earth in His grasp.
He measures the heavens with the span of His hand.
He has chosen Zion;
In her He is well pleased to dwell,
Ruling the hearts of all who cry in faith:
Glory, O Lord, to Your power!