Before Jehovah’s awful throne
L. M.
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Before Jehovah's awful throne,Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;Know that the Lord is God alone,He can create and he destroy.
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His sovereign power, without our aid,Made us of clay, and formed us men;And when, like wand'ring sheep, we strayed,He brought us to his fold again.
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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.
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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.