God’s Mighty Wonders

Our migh­ty God works migh­ty won­ders—

What joy

to seem them all around!

Men’s idols fall be­fore His thun­ders

Their al­tars crumb­ling to the ground.

He breaks the fet­ters

frees the slaves

His fall­en child­ren still He saves.

His migh­ty Word goes forth to con­quer

Its pow­er des­troys the forts of doubt.

The war­ri­ors bold yield up their ar­mor

To Him who will not cast them out.

They cleans­ing find in Je­sus’ blood

And laud and mag­ni­fy our God.

Behold the host of breth­ren near­ing

The gates of Heav’n with migh­ty tread

With ban­ners wav­ing

sing­ing

cheer­ing

They hail in joy their roy­al Head;

And ma­ny more shall own His reign

His won­drous love the vic­to­ry gain.

O God

be praised! the day is near­ing

When to our ears a voice shall come

Look up

the Lord is now ap­pear­ing

To ga­ther all His loved ones home!

O bless­èd day of ju­bi­lee!

For Thee I wait! I wait for Thee!