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 His gates with
thankful songs,
High as the heavens our
voices raise;
And earth, with her ten
thousand tongues,
Shall fill His courts with
sounding praise.
4
Wide as the world is His
command,
Vast as Eternity His love;
Firm as a rock His truth
shall stand,
When rolling years shall
cease to move.
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