The earth, with all that dwell therein, With all its wealth untold, Belongs to God, Who founded it Upon the seas of old. What man shall stand before the Lord On Zion???s holy hill? The clean of hand, the pure of heart, The just who does His will. Lo, such are they that seek for God And blest by Him they live To them His perfect righteousness The God of grace will give. Who is this glorious King that comes? To claim His sovereign right? It is the Lord omnipotent All conquering in His might. Ye everlasting doors, give way, Lift up your heads, ye gates! For now, behold, to enter in The King of Glory waits. Who is this glorious King that comes To claim His rightful throne? The Lord of Hosts, He is the King Of glory, God alone.