1 Terrible God, that Reigns on high,
How awful is thy thundering Hand!
Thy fiery Bolts how fierce they fly!
Nor can all Earth or Hell withstand.

2 This the old Rebel Angels knew,
And Satan fell beneath thy Frown.
Thine Arrows struck the Traitor through,
And weighty Vengeance sunk him down.

3 This Sodom felt, and feels it still,
And roars beneath th' eternal Load:
With endless Burnings, who can dwell,
Or bear the Fury of a God?

4 Tremble, ye Sinners, and submit;
Throw down your Arms before his Throne,
Bend your Heads low beneath his Feet,
Or his strong Hand shall crush you down.

5 And ye, bless'd Saints, that Love him too,
With Rev'rence bow before his Name;
Thus all his heav'nly Servants do:
GOD is a bright and burning Flame.