1 Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame,
Give to the Lord renown and pow'r;
Ascribe due honors to his name,
And his eternal might adore.
2 The Lord proclaims his pow'r aloud,
O'er the vast ocean and the land;
His voice divides the wat'ry cloud,
And lightnings blaze at his command.
3 He speaks, and howling tempests rise,
And lay the forest bare around:
The fiercest beasts, with piteous cries,
Confess the terror of the sound.
4 His thunders rend the vaulted skies,
And palaces and temples shake.
The mountains tremble at the noise,
The valleys roar, the deserts quake.
5 The Lord sits sov'reign o'er the flood;
The Thund'rer reigns forever King;
But makes his church his blest abode,
Where we his awful glories sing.
6 We see no terrors in his name,
But in our God a Father find.
The voice, that shakes all nature's frame,
Speaks comfort to the pious mind.
Source: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #7
|Instances (1 - 1 of 1)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The Cyber Hymnal #1799||Give to the Lord, Ye Sons of Fame||Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame||CHURCH TRIUMPHANT||Isaac Watts||LM||<cite>The Psalms of David<cite>, 1719|