36. 'Twas God who hurl'd the rolling spheres

1 'Twas God who hurl'd the rolling spheres,
And stretch'd the boundless skies;
Who form'd the plan of endless years,
And bade the ages rise.

2 From everlasting is his might,
Immense and unconfin'd:
He pierces through the realms of light,
And rides upon the wind.

3 He darts along the burning skies;
Loud thunders round him roar:
All heav'n attends him, as he flies;
All hell proclaims his pow'r.

4 He scatters nations with his breath;
The scatter'd nations fly:
Blue pestilence and wasting death,
Confess the Godhead nigh.

5 Ye worlds, with ev'ry living thing,
Fulfil his high command:
Mortals, pay homage to your King,
And own his ruling hand.

Text Information
First Line: 'Twas God who hurl'd the rolling spheres
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1814
Topic: Character and Perfections of God
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