Verse 1
O Lord, thou art my Lord, my God,
Throughout the world I will proclaim
And spread thy wondrous works abroad,
And magnify thy glorious name.

Verse 2
Great are thy miracles of grace,
Thee always faithful to thy word,
Almighty, and all-wise I praise,
The true, the everlasting Lord.

Verse 3
Thou hast made manifest thy power,
Thou hast thy great salvation shewn,
And shook the heaven-invading tower,
And cast the mighty Babel down.

Verse 4
The city of confusion now
A nameless heap of ruins lies,
Sin never more shall lift its brow,
It never more shall threat the skies.

Verse 5
The strong shall therefore fear thy name,
And tremble at thy glorious might,
Their weakness own, and bear their shame,
And seek salvation in thy right.

Verse 6
For thou in his distress hast been
The needy sinner’s strength and aid,
A refuge from the storm of sin,
A calm retreat, a cooling shade.

Verse 7
When all the rays of vengeance beat,
And fiercely smote his naked head,
Thy merits cool’d the scorching heat,
And all thy Father’s wrath allay’d.

Verse 8
When Satan drove the furious blast,
And urg’d the law, and death, and hell,
Thou hid’st him, till the storm was past,
And gav’st him in thy wounds to dwell.

Verse 9
Nigh to thy wounds whoever draw,
In thee shall sure deliverance find,
A shelter from the fiery law,
A covert from the stormy wind.

Verse 10
Burthen’d with guilt and misery,
Lost in a dry and barren place,
The soul that feebly gasps to thee
Shall feel thy sweet refreshing grace.

Verse 11
Thy grace, when conscience cries aloud,
Shall bid its guilty clamours cease,
Shall as the shadow of a cloud
Come down, and all the soul is peace.

Verse 12
Satan shall be at last brought low,
Despoil’d of all his dreadful power,
Jesus shall slay the inbred foe,
And sin shall never vex us more.

Verse 13
The Lord shall in this mountain spread
A table for the world his guest,
Accept mankind in Christ their head,
And bid them to the gospel-feast.

Verse 14
A feast prepar’d for all mankind,
A feast of marrow and fat things,
Of wines from earthy dregs refin’d,
Ambrosia for the King of kings.

Verse 15
A feast where milk and honey flow,
A feast of never-failing meat,
Dainties surpassing all below,
And manna such as angels eat.

Verse 16
A feast of holy joy, and love,
Of pure delight, and perfect peace,
Begun on earth it ends above,
Consummated in heavenly bliss.

Verse 17
The world shall all his call obey,
Tho’ now they lie in deepest night,
They soon shall see the gospel-day,
Emerging into glorious light.

Verse 18
That covering o’er the people cast,
That veil o’er all the nations spread,
The Lord himself shall rent at last,
And quite destroy in Christ their head.

Verse 19
The Lord his glory shall display,
The veil of unbelief remove,
And take it all in Christ away,
And manifest his perfect love.

Verse 20
Jesus again their life shall be,
Shall recompence their Eden’s loss,
Swallow up death in victory,
The bleeding vict’ry of his cross.

Verse 21
That living death, that sin which parts
Their souls from God he shall destroy,
Dry up their tears, and chear their hearts,
And turn their sorrow into joy.

Verse 22
He shall by his renewing grace
Blot out the all-infecting sin,
(That dire reproach of human race)
And make a world of sinners clean.

Verse 23
The Son shall make them free indeed,
The earth in righteousness renew,
And what his mouth in truth hath said,
His own almighty arm shall do.

Verse 24
This is our God (they then shall say
Who trust to be thro’ Christ made clean)
This is our God; we see his day,
And he shall save us from all sin.

Verse 25
Our Lord, for whom we long did wait,
Shall purge our every guilty stain,
Restore to our orig’nal state,
Nor let one spot of sin remain.

Verse 26
For in this holy mount shall rest
The great Jehovah’s sovereign hand,
The power divine in Christ exprest;
Who can the power divine withstand?

Verse 27
Jesus, to whom all power is given,
Shall all his strength for us employ,
Who cast th’ accuser out of heaven
Shall him with all his works destroy.

Verse 28
Moab shall first be trodden down,
The child of hell, the serpent’s seed,
Sin shall the arm of Jesus own,
And we on all its strength shall tread.

Verse 29
Our sins as dunghill-straw shall be,
Compell’d by Jesus to submit;
Satan with all his powers shall flee,
And then be bruis’d beneath our feet.

Verse 30
The Saviour shall spread forth his hands,
To take the weary sinners in,
T’ o’erturn whate’er his course withstands,
And pull down the strong-holds of sin.

Verse 31
He shall the pride of man abase,
Humble each vain aspiring boast,
Confound the captives of his grace,
And lay their honour in the dust.

Verse 32
The walls of sin shall be laid low,
The lofty citadel o’erthrown;
We all shall then his fullness know,
Forever perfected in one.