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Hymn 2:22 (terrible God, That Reign'st On High) Post by :Vinke Category :Poems Author :Isaac Watts Date :August 2011 Read :3244

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Hymn 2:22 (terrible God, That Reign'st On High)

With God is terrible majesty.


Terrible God, that reign'st on high,
How awful is thy thundering hand!
Thy fiery bolts how fierce they fly!
Nor can all earth or hell withstand.

This the old rebel angels knew,
And Satan fell beneath thy frown:
Thine arrows struck the traitor thro',
And weighty vengeance sunk him down.

This Sodom felt, and feels it still,
And roars beneath th' eternal load,
"With endless burnings who can dwell,
"Or bear the fury of a God!"

Tremble, ye sinners, and submit,
Throw down your arms before his throne,
Bend your heads low beneath his feet,
Or his strong hand shall crush you down.

And ye, blest saints, that love him too,
With rev'rence bow before his Name,
Thus all his heavenly servants do:
God is a bright and burning flame.


(The end)
Isaac Watts's poem: Hymn 2:22 (terrible God, That Reign'st On High)

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