Adore and tremble, for our GodIs a consuming fire!His jealous eyes His wrath inflame,And raise His vengeance higher.
Almighty vengeance, how it burns!How bright His fury glows!Vast magazines of plagues and stormsLie treasured for his foes.
Those heaps of wrath, by slow degrees,Are forced into a flame;But kindled, oh! how fierce they blaze!And rend all nature’s frame.
At His approach the mountains flee,And seek a watery grave:The frighted sea makes haste away,And shrinks up every wave.
Through the wide air the mighty rocksAre swift as hailstones hurled;Who dares engage His fiery rageThat shakes the solid world?
Yet, mighty God, Thy sovereign graceSits regent on the throne;The refuge of Thy chosen raceWhen wrath comes rushing down.
Thy hand shall on rebellious kingsA fiery tempest pour,While we beneath Thy sheltering wingsThy just revenge adore.
Great Ruler of all nature’s frame,We own Thy power divine;We hear Thy breath in every storm,For all the winds are Thine.
Wide as they sweep their sounding way,They work Thy sovereign will;And, awed by Thy majestic voice,Confusion shall be still.
Thy mercy tempers every blastTo those who seek Thy face;And mingles, with the tempest’s roar,The whispers of Thy grace.
Those gentle whispers let me hear,Till all the tumult cease,And gales of Paradise shall lullMy weary soul to peace.
O restless heart, why murmur?The sun is shining still,Though clouds may seem very near you,God knows, it is His will.Though clouds may seem very near you,God knows, it is His will.
He knows the weary heartache,The longing and unrest,“Come unto Me,” He whispers,“And lean upon My breast.”“Come unto Me,” He whispers,“And lean upon My breast.”
What most you wish and long for,Might only bring you pain;You cannot see the futureGod’s purpose to explain.You cannot see the futureGod’s purpose to explain.
So trust, faint heart, thy Master,He doeth all things well,His love to you is boundless,And more than tongue can tell.His love to you is boundless,And more than tongue can tell.
Thou hidden source of calm repose,Thou all sufficient love divine,My help and refuge from my foes,Secure I am if Thou art mine;And lo! from sin and grief and shameI hide me, Jesus, in Thy Name.
Thy mighty Name salvation is,And keeps my happy soul above;Comfort it brings, and power and peace,And joy and everlasting love;To me with Thy dear Name are givenPardon and holiness and Heaven.
Jesus, my all in all Thou art,My rest in toil, my ease in pain,The healing of my broken heart,In war my peace, in loss my gain,My smile beneath the tyrant’s frown,In shame my glory and my crown.
In want my plentiful supply,In weakness my almighty power,In bonds my perfect liberty,My light in Satan’s darkest hour,In grief my joy unspeakable,My life in death, my Heaven in hell.