Who shall not fear Thee, O Lord, and glorify Thy name? Revelation 15:4
Words: Isaac Watts, Hymns and Spiritual Songs 1707–09, Book 2, number 167. The divine perfections.
Music: Marchfield Edward A. Collier, in The Psalter (Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania: United Presbyterian Board of Publication, 1912), number 330 (🔊 pdf nwc).
Great God! Thy glories shall employ
My holy fear, my humble joy;
My lips in songs of honor bring
Their tribute to th’eternal King.
Earth, and the stars, and worlds unknown,
Depend precarious on His throne;
All nature hangs upon His word,
And grace and glory own their Lord.
His sovereign power, what mortal knows?
If He command, who dares oppose?
With strength He girds Himself around,
And treads the rebels to the ground.
Who shall pretend to teach Him skill,
Or guide the counsels of His will?
His wisdom, like a sea divine,
Flows deep and high beyond our line.
His name is holy, and His eye
Burns with immortal jealousy;
He hates the sons of pride, and sheds
His fiery vengeance on their heads.
The beamings of His piercing sight
Bring dark hypocrisy to light;
Death and destruction naked lie,
And hell uncovered to His eye.
Th’eternal law before Him stands;
His justice, with impartial hands,
Divides to all their due reward,
Or by the scepter or the sword.
His mercy, like a boundless sea,
Washes our load of guilt away;
While His own Son came down and died
T’engage His justice on our side.
Each of His words demands my faith;
My soul can rest on all He saith;
His truth inviolably keeps
The largest promise of His lips.
O tell me, with a gentle voice,
Thou art my God, and I’ll rejoice!
Filled with Thy love I dare proclaim
The brightest honors of Thy name.