LXVII | The Psalms of David#LXVIIIa | LXVIIIb |
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 thro' 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 wond'rous names and pow'rs rehearse;
His honours shall enrich your verse.
7 He shakes the heav’ns with loud alarms!
How terrible is God in arms!
In Isr'el are his mercies known,
Isr'el is his peculiar throne.
8 Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest
He’s your defence, your joy, your rest:
When terrors rise, and nations faint,
God is the strength of ev'ry saint.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Let God arise in all his might |
Title: | The Vengeance and Compassion of God |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1780 |
Scripture: | ; |