1 Let God, the mighty God,
The Lord of hosts, arise,
With terror clad, with strength endued,
And rend and bow the skies!
Called down by faithful prayer,
Saviour, appear below,
Thy hand lift up, Thine arm make bare,
And quell Thy people's foe.

2 Our Refuge in distress,
In danger's darkest hour,
Appear as in the ancient days,
With full redeeming power:
That Thy redeemed may sing
In glad triumphant strains,
The Lord is God, the Lord is King,
The Lord for ever reigns!

3 We with our ears have heard,
Our fathers us have told
The work that in their days appeared.
And in the times of old:
With such deliverance bless
Whom Thou hast chose for Thine,
That men and nations may confess
The work is all divine!