I.XLII. Divine wrath and mercy

1 Adore and tremble, for our God
Is a consuming fire:
His jealous eyes his wrath inflame,
And raise his vengeance higher.

2 Almighty vengeance! how it burns!
How bright his fury glows!
Vast magazines of plagues and storms,
Lie treasur'd for his foes.

3 Those heaps of wrath by slow degrees
Are forc'd into a flame,
But kindled, O how fierce they blaze!
And rend all nature's frame.

4 At his approach the mountains flee,
And seek a wat'ry grave;
The frighted sea makes haste away,
And shrinks up ev'ry wave.

5 Thro' the wild air the weighty rocks
Are swift as hail stones hurl'd:
Who dares engage his fiery rage,
That shakes the solid world?

6 Yet mighty God! thy sov'reign grace
Sits regent on the throne,
The refuge of thy chosen race,
When wrath comes rushing down.

7 Thy hand shall on rebellious kings
A fiery tempest pour,
While we beneath thy shelt'ring wings
Thy just revenge adore.

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First Line: Adore and tremble, for our God
Title: Divine wrath and mercy
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1793
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