1 Not to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempest, fire, and smoke,
Not to the thunder of that word,
Which God on Sinai spoke:
2 But we are come to Zion’s hill,
The city of our God,
Where milder words declare His will,
And spread His love abroad.
3 Behold th’innumerable host
Of angels, clothed in light!
Behold the spirits of the just,
Whose faith is turn'd to sight!
4 Behold the blest assembly there,
Whose names are writ in heaven!
And God, the Judge of all, declares
Their num'rous sins forgiven.
5 In such society as this
My weary soul would rest!
The man that dwells where Jesus is,
Must be forever blest.
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First Line: | Not to the terrors of the Lord |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Eternity; Heaven: as a general assembly |
Notes: | Author from index: Watts |