Verse 1
Terrible God, that reign’st on high,
How awful is thy thundering hand!
Thy fiery bolts how fierce they fly!
Nor can all earth or hell withstand.
Verse 2
This the old rebel angels knew,
And Satan fell beneath thy frown:
Thine arrows struck the traitor thro’,
And weighty vengeance sunk him down.
Verse 3
This Sodom felt, and feels it still,
And roars beneath th’ eternal load,
“With endless burnings who can dwell,
“Or bear the fury of a God!”
Verse 4
Tremble, ye sinners, and submit,
Throw down your arms before his throne,
Bend your heads low beneath his feet,
Or his strong hand shall crush you down.
Verse 5
And ye, blest saints, that love him too,
With rev’rence bow before his Name,
Thus all his heavenly servants do:
God is a bright and burning flame.
Isaac Watts, “Terrible God, That Reign'st on High”