Among th’assemblies of the greatA greater Ruler takes His seat;The God of Heav’n, as Judge, surveys,The gods on earth, and all their ways.
Why will ye, then, frame wicked laws?Or why support th’unrighteous cause?When will ye once defend the poor,That sinners vex the saints no more?
They know not, Lord, nor will they know;Dark are the ways in which they go;Their name of earthly gods is vain,For they shall fall and die like men.
Arise, O Lord, and let Thy SonPossess His universal throne,And rule the nations with His rod,He is our Judge, and He our God.
With reverence let the saints appear,And bow before the Lord;His high commands with reverence hear,And tremble at His Word.
How terrible Thy glories be!How bright Thine armies shine!Where is the power that vies with Thee,Or truth compared to Thine?
The northern pole and southern restOn Thy supporting hand;Darkness and day, from east to west,Move round at Thy command.
Thy words the raging winds control,And rule the boisterous deep;Thou mak’st the sleeping billows roll,The rolling billows sleep.
Heav’n, earth, and air, and sea, are Thine,And the dark world of hell;How did Thine arm in vengeance shineWhen Egypt durst [did] rebel!
Justice and judgment are Thy throne,Yet wondrous is Thy grace;While truth and mercy, joined in one,Invite us near Thy face.