The migh­ty God, the Lord, hath spoken unto all;
From ris­ing to the set­ting sun, He un­to earth doth call.
From Zi­on, His own hill, where per­fect beau­ty dwells,
Jehovah hath His glo­ry shown, in bright­ness that excels.

Our God shall sure­ly come, and si­lence shall not keep;
Before Him fire shall waste, and storms tem­pes­tu­ous round Him sweep.
He to the heav’ns above shall then send forth His call,
And like­wise to the earth that He may judge His peo­ple all.

Let all My chos­en saints be­fore Me ga­thered be,
Those that by sac­ri­fice have sealed their pro­mise un­to Me.
Then shall the heav’ns de­clare His right­eous­ness abroad;
Because the Lord Him­self is judge, yea, none is judge, but God.