v.7ff <br />C. M. <br />The power and majesty of God; or, Reverential worship. <br /> <br />With rev'rence let the saints appear, <br />And bow before the Lord; <br />His high commands with rev'rence hear, <br />And tremble at his word. <br /> <br />How terrible thy glories be! <br />How bright thine armies shine! <br />Where is the power that vies with thee, <br />Or truth compared to thine? <br /> <br />The northern pole and southern rest <br />On thy supporting hand; <br />Darkness and day, from east to west, <br />Move round at thy command. <br /> <br />Thy words the raging winds control, <br />And rule the boist'rous deep; <br />Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll, <br />The rolling billows sleep. <br /> <br />Heav'n, earth, and air, and sea, are thine, <br />And the dark world of hell; <br />How did thine arm in vengeance shine <br />When Egypt durst rebel! <br /> <br />Justice and judgment are thy throne, <br />Yet wondrous is thy grace; <br />While truth and mercy, joined in one, <br />Invite us near thy face.<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/psalm-89-part-2/
