Oh come, sweet anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our Almighty King;
For we our voices high should raise,
When our salvation’s Rock we praise.
Great is the Lord! what tongue can frame
An honor equal to His name?
Into His presence let us go,
To crave His grace while here below;
To Him address, in joyful songs,
The praise that to His name belongs.
The depths of earth are in His hand,
Her secret wealth at His command;
The strength of hills that reach the skies,
Subjected to His empire lies.
Oh let us to His courts repair,
And bow with adoration there;
Down on our knees devoutly all,
Before the Lord, our Maker, fall.
Brothers of the Christian Schools, The De La Salle Hymnal (New York: La Salle Bureau, 1913).