1 Before Jehovah's awful throne,
you nations, bow with sacred joy;
know that the Lord is God alone —
he can create, and he destroy.

2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
formed us and fashioned us of old;
and when like wandering sheep we strayed,
he brought us back into his fold.

3 We'll crowd your gates with thankful songs,
high as the heavens our voices raise;
and earth with her ten thousand tongue
shall fill your courts with sounding praise.

4 Wide as the world is your command,
vast as eternity your love;
firm as a rock your truth must stand,
when rolling years shall cease to move.