I. Watts


Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame,

Give to the Lord renown and power;

Ascribe due honors to His name,

And His eternal might adore.


The Lord proclaims His power aloud,

Over the ocean and the land;

His voice divides the watery cloud,

And lightnings blaze at His command.


He speaks—and tempest, hail, and wind,

Lay the wide forest bare around;

The fearful hart and frighted hind

Leap at the terror of the sound.


To Lebanon He turns His voice,

And lo! The stately cedars break;

The mountains tremble at the noise,

The valleys roar, the deserts quake.


The Lord sits Sovereign on the flood,

The Thunderer reigns forever King;

But make His Church His blessed abode,

Where we His awful glories sing.


In gentler language there the Lord

The counsels of His grace imparts;

Amidst the raging storm His Word

Speaks peace and courage to our hearts.


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