1 With reverence let the saints appear,
And bow before the Lord,
His high commands with reverence hear,
And tremble at his word.
2 How terrible thy glories rise!
How bright thine armies shine!
Where is the power with thee that vies,
Or truth compar'd with thine?
3 The northern pole and southern rest
On thy supporting hand;
Darkness and day from east to west,
Move round at thy command.
4 Thy words the raging winds controul,
And rule the boisterous deep;
Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll,
The rolling billows sleep.
5 Heav'n, earth, and air, and sea are thine,
And the dark world of hell;
They saw thine arm in vengeance shine
When Egypt durst rebel.
6 Justice and judgment are thy throne,
Yet wondrous is thy grace!
While truth and mercy, join'd in one,
Invite us near thy face.
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First Line: | With reverence let the saints appear |
Title: | The power and majesty of God; or, Reverential worship |
Meter: | Common Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
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Notes: | Now Public Domain. Second part |