1 the Lord looked down from heaven's high tower,
And all the sons of men did view,
To see if any owned His power,
If any truth or justice knew;
2 But all, He saw, were gone aside,
All were degenerate grown, and base;
None took religion for their guide,
Not one of all the sinful race.
3 How will they tremble, then, for fear,
When His just wrath shall them o'ertake:
For to the righteous God is near,
And never will their cause forsake.
4 Oh that from Sion he'd employ
His might, and burst th' oppressive band!
Then shouts of universal joy
Should loudly echo through the land.Source: The Book of Worship #258