The Psalms of David ‎#II.XXVII

II.XXVII. God! the eternal awful Name

1 God! th' eternal awful Name,
That the whole heav'nly Army fears;
That shakes the wide Creation's Frame,
And Satan trembles when he hears.

2 Like Flames of Fire his Servants are,
And Light surrounds his Dwelling Place;
But, O! ye fiery Flames, declare
The brighter Glories of his Face.

3 'Tis not for such poor Worms as we
To speak so infinite a Thing;
But your immortal Eyes survey
The Beauties of your Sov'reign King.

4 Tell how he shews his smiling Face,
And clothes all Heav'n in bright Array;
Triumph and Joy run through the Place,
And songs eternal as the Day.

5 Speak (for you feel his burning Love)
What Zeal it spreads through all your Frame;
That sacred Fire dwells all above,
For we on Earth have lost the Name.

[6 Sing of his Pow'r and Justice too,
That infinite Right Hand of his,
That vanquish'd Satan and his Crew,
And Thunder drove them down from Bliss.]

[7 What mighty Storms of poison'd Darts
Were hurl'd upon the Rebels there!
What deadly Jav'lins nail'd their Hearts
Fast to the Racks of long Despair!]

8 Shout to your King, ye heav'nly Host:
You that beheld the sinking Foe;
Firmly ye stood when they were lost;
Praise the rich Grace that kept you so.]

9 Proclaim his Wonders from the Skies,
Let ev'ry distant Nation hear;
And while you sound his lofty Praise,
Let humble Mortals bow and fear.

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• First Line: God! the eternal awful Name
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1766
• Topic: Angels Praise ye the Lord; Angels Standing and Falling

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