1. Before Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create, and He destroy.
2. His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed,
He brought us to His fold again.
3. We'll crowd Thy gates with songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
4. Wide as the world is Thy command;
Vast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Before Jehovah's awful throne |
| Author: | Dr. Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1917 |
| Topic: | Thanksgiving: To Jehovah; Wandering sheep; God: Adoration of (15 more...) |