1 Let God arise in all his might,
And put the troops of hell to flight;
As smoke, that sought to cloud the skies
Before the rising tempest flies.
[2 He comes array'd in burning flames;
Justice and Vengeance are his names:
Behold his fainting foes expire,
Like melting wax before the fire.]
3 He rides and thunders through the sky;
His name Jehovah sounds on high:
Sing to his name, ye sons of grace;
Ye saints rejoice, before his face.
4 The widow and the fatherless
Fly to his aid in sharp distress!
In him the poor and helpless find
A Judge that’s just, a Father kind.
5 He breaks the captive’s heavy chain,
And pris'ners see the light again;
But rebels, that dispute his will,
Shall dwell in chains and darkness still.
Pause.
6 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong;
Crown him, ye nations, in your song;
His wondrous names and pow'rs rehearse,
His honors shall enrich your verse.
7 He shakes the heav'ns with loud alarms;
How terrible is God in arms!
In Isra'l are his mercies known,
Isra'l is his peculiar throne.
8 Proclaim him king, pronounce him bless'd;
He’s your defence, your joy, your rest;
When terrors rise, and nations faint,
God is the strength of ev'ry saint.