Let God Arise in All His Might

Let God arise in all His might

And put the troops of hell to flight;

As smoke that sought to cloud the skies

Before the ris­ing tem­pest flies.

He comes ar­rayed in burn­ing flames

Justice and Ven­geance are His names;

Behold His faint­ing foes ex­pire

Like melt­ing wax be­fore the fire.

He rides and thun­ders through the sky

His name Je­ho­vah sounds on high;

Sing to His name

ye sons of grace;

Ye saints

re­joice be­fore His face.

The wi­dow and the fa­ther­less

Fly to His aid in sharp dis­tress;

In Him the poor and help­less find

A judge that’s just

a fa­ther kind.

He breaks the cap­tive’s hea­vy chain

And pris­on­ers see the light again;

But re­bels that dis­pute His will

Shall dwell in chains and dark­ness still.

Kingdoms and thrones to God be­long;

Crown Him

ye na­tions

in your song:

His won­drous names and pow­ers re­hearse;

His hon­ors shall en­rich your verse.

He shakes the heav’ns with loud alarms;

How ter­ri­ble is God in arms!

In Is­ra­el are His mer­cies known

Israel is His pe­cul­iar throne.

Proclaim Him king

pro­nounce Him blest;

He’s your de­fense

your joy

your rest:

When ter­rors rise and na­tions faint

God is the strength of ev­ery saint.