The Cyber Hymnal ‎#16118

16118. Great God, The Terrors Of Thy Wrath

1 Great God, the ter­rors of Thy wrath,
What mor­tal tongue can tell?
A fie­ry stream comes is­su­ing forth,
And lights the flames of hell.

2 No mi­ti­ga­tion can it know,
Nor ev­er have an end;
Its great­ness and du­ra­tion, too,
All finite thought tran­scend.

3 But Thou, oh Lord, hast formed a plan,
Replete with won­drous grace.
To raise the fall­en crea­ture, man,
To per­fect hap­pi­ness.

4 Through the atone­ment of my Lord,
All sin may be for­giv’n;
‘Tis He rem­oves the flam­ing sword,
Which barred the way to Heaven.

5 Should all the pow’rs of earth and hell
Their force against me join,
His cross will all my fears di­spel,
And fill with peace di­vine.

Text Information

• First Line: Great God, the ter­rors of Thy wrath
• Title: Great God, The Terrors Of Thy Wrath
• Author: Benjamin Beddome, 1717-1795
• Meter: CM
• Language: English
• Source: Hymns Adapted to Public Worship (London: Burton and Briggs,1818)
• Copyright: Public Domain
• Notes: Alternate tunes: ST. MARY from "Welsh Psalter", THE WAITS' SONG - English traditional, YORK from "Scottish Psalter" 1615

Tune Information

• Name: BANGOR
• Composer: William Tans'ur (1734)
• Meter: CM
• Key: c minor or modal
• Copyright: Public Domain