Jehovah Reigns, His Throne Is High

Jehovah reigns

His throne is high

His robes are light and ma­jes­ty;

His glo­ry shines with beams so bright

No mor­tal can sus­tain the sight.

His ter­rors keep the world in awe;

His jus­tice guards His ho­ly law;

His love re­veals a smil­ing face;

His truth and pro­mise seal the grace.

Through all His works His wis­dom shines

And baf­fles Sa­tan’s deep de­signs;

His pow­er is sov­er­eign to ful­fill

The nob­lest coun­sels of His will.

And will this glo­ri­ous Lord des­cend

To be my Fa­ther and my friend?

Then let my songs with an­gels join;

Heav’n is se­cure

if God be mine.