Each Test'ment, old and new, belong
To saints that overcame;
For Christian hearts unite the song
Of Moses and the Lamb.

What wrath did Pharaoh's pride suppress,
Great Babel down shall bring,
Whose martyrs, on a sea of glass,
Thus over her shall sing:

O mighty God, thy works are great
And wond'rous in our view:
Thou King of saints, that reign'st in state,
Thy ways are just and true.

Thy glorious checker-works and ways,
Of vengeance and of grace,
Put all beholders in a maze
Of terror or solace.

Who dare refuse, with fearless heart,
To bow before the throne,
And glorify thy name who art
The only holy One?

With rev'rence come all nations must,
And worship at thy feet.
For men shall see thy vengeance just,
Our victory complete.