Among th’as­sem­blies of the great
A great­er rul­er takes His seat;
The God of Heav’n, as Judge, sur­veys,
The gods on earth, and all their ways.

Why will ye, then, frame wick­ed laws?
Or why sup­port th’un­right­eous cause?
When will ye once de­fend the poor,
That sin­ners vex the saints no more?

They know not, Lord, nor will they know;
Dark are the ways in which they go;
Their name of earth­ly gods is vain,
For they shall fall and die like men.

Arise, O Lord, and let Thy Son
Possess His uni­vers­al throne,
And rule the na­tions with His rod,
He is our judge, and He our God.