1 With rev'rence let the saints appear,
And bow before the Lord;
His high commands with rev'rence hear,
And tremble at his word.
2 How terrible thy glories be!
How bright thine armies shine!
Where is the pow'r that vies with thee,
Or truth compar'd to thine?
3 The northern pole, and southern, rest
On thy supporting hand;
Darkness and day from east to west,
Move round at thy command.
4 Thy words the raging winds control,
And rule the boist'rous deep;
Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll,
The rolling billows sleep.
5 Heav'n, earth, and air, and sea, are thine,
And the dark world of hell;
How did thine arm in vengeance shine
When Egypt durst rebel!
6 Justice and judgment are thy throne,
Yet wond'rous is thy grace;
While truth and mercy join'd in one,
Invite us near thy face.
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First Line: | With rev'rence let the saints appear |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1790 |
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Notes: | Now Public Domain. Part 2 |