Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #16 (1835) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics:
Terrible God, that reign'st on high,
How awful is thy thund'ring hand!
Thy fiery bolts, how fierce they fly!
Nor can all earth or hell withstand.
This the old rebel angels knew,
And Satan fell beneath thy frown;
Thine arrows struck the traitor through,
And weighty vengeance sunk him down.
This Sodom felt, and feels it still,
And roars beneath th' eternal load:
"With endless burnings who can dwell?
Or bear the fury of a God?"
Tremble, ye sinners, and submit,
Throw down your arms before his throne;
Bend your heads low beneath his feet,
Or his strong hand shall crush you down.
And ye, blest saints, that love him too,
With rev'rence bow before his name;
Thus all his heav'nly servants do:
God is a bright and burning flame.
Topics: Love of God to the righteous, and hatred to the wicked; Punishment of sinners; Saints and sinner's end; Saints happy, and sinners cursed; Sinner cursed, and saint happy; Corruption of manners general; Evil magistrates; Portion of saints and sinners; Times evil Scripture: Psalm 11 Languages: English
Terrible God, who reign'st on high