"God is already beginning to rise and His enemies to scatter;
let them also who hate Him flee before Him!
(Psalm 68:1)
Let God arise in all His might,
And put the troops of hell to flight;
As smoke that sought to cloud the skies
Before the rising tempest flies.
He comes arrayed in burning flames,
Justice and Vengeance are His names;
Behold His fainting foes expire,
Like melting wax before the fire.
He rides and thunders through the sky,
His name JEHOVAH sounds on high;
Sing to His name, ye songs of grace;
Ye saints, rejoice before His face.
The widow and the fatherless
Fly to His aid in sharp distress;
In Him the poor and helpless find
A Judge that's just, a Father kind.
He breaks the captive's heavy chain,
And prisoners see the light again;
But rebels that dispute His will
Shall dwell in chains and darkness still.
Kings and thrones to God belong;
Crown Him, ye nations, in your song:
His wondrous names and powers rehearse;
His honors shall enrich your verse.
He shakes the heav'ns with loud alarms;
How terrible is God in arms!
In Israel are His mercies known,
Israel is His peculiar throne.
Proclaim Him King, pronounce Him blest;
He's your defense, your joy, your rest:
When terrors rise and nations faint,
God is the strength of every saint.
"Let God Arise In All His Might"
(1719)
Isaac Watts
(1674-1748)
English Congregationalist minister,
hymn writer, theologian, logician
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