1 Oh! the almighty Lord!
How matchless is his pow'r!
Tremble, O earth, beneath his word,
While all the heav'ns adore.
2 Let proud imperious kings
Bow low before his throne!
Crouch to his feet, ye haughty things,
Or he shall tread you down.
3 Above the skies he reigns,
And with amazing blows
He deals insufferable pains
On his rebellious foes.
4 Yet, everlasting God!
We love to speak thy praise;
Thy sceptre's equal to thy rod,
The sceptre of thy grace.
5 The arms of mighty love
Defend our Sion well,
And heav'nly mercy walls us round
From Babylon and Hell.
6 Salvation to the King
That sits enthron'd above:
Thus we adore the God of might,
And bless the God of love.
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First Line: | Oh! the almighty Lord! |
Title: | God's awful power and goodness |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |