The mighty God, even the Lord

Out of Zion,
The perfection of beauty, God hath shined.
Out of Zion,
The perfection of beauty, God hath shined.

Our God shall come,
He shall come and shall not keep silence;
He shall call
To the heaven above and to the earth.

Gather my saints
Gather my saints together unto me.
And the heavens
Shall declare His righteousness. Selah.