Before Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone: He can create, and He destroy.
His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form’d us men; And, when like wandering sheep we stray’d, He brought us to His fold again.
We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
Wide as the world is Thy command, Vast as eternity Thy love; Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. Amen.