1 Great is the Lord, His power is great,
My tongue His mighty acts relate:
Adore and fear the sovereign Lord,
Who rules all nature by His word.
2 He speaks—the gathering clouds obey;
Thick darkness veils the face of day;
Swift lightnings burst the pitchy cloud,
And awful thunders roar aloud.
3 Roused at His call the winds awake,
And from their wings destruction shake;
With groans the bending woods resound,
And cast their honors to the ground.
4 On mounting waves the sailors rise,
They seem to touch the very skies;
Instant they plunge with dreadful hiss,
O’erwhelmed and lost in the abyss.
5 Well may poor mortals fear and quake,
His voice makes hills and mountains shake:
Far o’er the land the billows dash,
And cities fall with hideous crash.
6 He speaks—the winds their fury cease,
The raging waves are hushed to peace,
Nature her calmest look puts on,
Well pleased the sudden night is gone.
7 Great is the Lord, His power is great,
My tongue His mighty acts relate:
Adore and fear the sovereign Lord,
Who rules all nature by His word.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9501