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 Isr'el are his mercies known
Isr'el is his peculiar throne

Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest;
He's your defence, your joy, your rest:
When terrors rise and nations faint
God is the strength of every saint