1 See! roused by discord’s fierce alarms,
The headlong nations rush to arms;
But God aloud asserts His sway,
And earth’s whole fabric melts away.
2 O come, behold a scene of dread,
Behold a world with slaughter spread;
And know, ’tis God who bids each land
Thus feel the terrors of His hand.
3 ’Tis His, again the earth to cheer,
To break the bow, to snap the spear,
To wrap in flames the glittering car,
And hush the tumult of the war.
4 Be still, ye sons of pride, and own
That I am God, and I alone;
Exalted o’er each heathen land,
Exalted over the earth I stand.
5 On Heav’n’s high Lord our trust we build;
The God of Jacob is our shield;
His arm exerted in our right,
Shall turn each adverse power to flight!
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #8180