Let our foes with terror quake,
Let the earth's foundations shake;
Now the Lord His reign begins,
Thron'd between the cherubins.
O how great in Sion's tow'rs!
High above all mortal pow'rs.
Great and terrible His Name;
Since so holy, praise the same.
Judgment His great pow'r affects,
Yet by equity directs.
These celestial twins embrace,
These reflect on Jacob's race.
O how Holy! above all
Honour, at His footstool fall.
Moses, Aaron, heretofore
Among those who mitres wore;
Samuel by vow desir'd,
Among those who were inspir'd;
These to Him their pray'rs preferr'd,
These by Him as soon were heard.
These His statutes rarely brake;
Unto these th' Almighty spake
In the pillar of a cloud,
To His service ever vow'd.
He did their petitions hear,
Merciful, and yet severe.
The Holy, on His holy hill
Glorify, and worship still.