Sound the horn, let the music rise. Lift up your voice to the skies. For the Lord is good, His love is near
Come and rejoice, let the world hear. Blow the trumpet, lift the song. Praise the Lord where we belong. At the new moon, at the feast, celebrate His love never cease
Lift joyful hearts, we gather round. Let the rhythm of praise resound. From the rising sun to the setting light, we'll sing His name with all our might
Blow the trumpet, lift the song. Praise the Lord where we belong. At the new moon, at the feast, celebrate His love never cease
From every mountain, every sea, His praise is sung in harmony. Join the heavens, let creation sing. Worship the Lord, our eternal King
Blow the trumpet, lift the song. Praise the Lord where we belong. At the new moon, at the feast, celebrate His love never cease
Through every trial, through every storm, in His arms we are safe and warm. With every breath, let praises rise. For He alone our hearts satisfy
Blow the trumpet, lift the song. Praise the Lord where we belong. At the new moon, at the feast, celebrate His love never cease
As the moon is full, as the night is bright, we'll praise His name with all our might. For His mercy shines through every tear. His faithfulness casts away our fear
Blow the trumpet, lift the song. Praise the Lord where we belong. At the new moon, at the feast, celebrate His love never cease
In every season, in times of peace, our songs of worship will never cease. With trumpets loud and voices high, we lift our praise to the Lord Most High
Blow the trumpet, lift the song. Praise the Lord where we belong. At the new moon, at the feast, celebrate His love never cease
Through all the ages, your love endures. Your word is faithful, strong, and pure. Let the nations hear. Blow the trumpet, lift the song. Praise the Lord where we belong
At the new moon, at the feast, celebrate His love never cease. Blow the trumpet, lift the song. Praise the Lord where we belong. At the new moon, at the feast, celebrate His love never cease
Blow the trumpet, lift the song. Praise the Lord where we belong. At the new moon, at the feast, celebrate His love never cease
Blow the trumpet, lift the song. Praise the Lord where we belong. At the new moon, at the feast, celebrate His love never cease. Blow the trumpet, lift the song. Praise the Lord where we belong. At the new moon, at the feast, celebrate His love never cease