Let God Arise, and by His Might

Let God arise

and by His might

Let all His foes be put to flight;

But O ye right­eous

glad­ly sing

Exult be­fore your God and king.

Jehovah’s prais­es sound abroad

Rejoice be­fore the liv­ing God;

Prepare the way that He may come

And make the de­sert places bloom.

A fa­ther of the fa­ther­less

A judge of wi­dows in dis­tress

Is God

the God of bound­less grace

Who dwells with­in His ho­ly place.

God frees the cap­tive and He sends

The bless­ed­ness of home and friends

And on­ly those in dark­ness stay

Who will not trust Him and ob­ey.

O Zi­on

’tis thy God’s com­mand

That thou in strength se­cure­ly stand;

O God

con­firm and strength­en still

Thy pur­pos­es in us ful­fill.

O Thou

whose glo­ri­ous tem­ple stands

In Zi­on

famed through hea­then lands

Kings shall Thy pow­er and glo­ry see

And bring their pre­sents un­to Thee.

Thou wilt re­buke the fierce and strong

Who hate the right and choose the wrong

And scat­ter those who peace ab­hor

The na­tions that de­light in war.

The hea­then princ­es yet shall flee

From id­ols and re­turn to Thee;

Earth’s sin­ful and be­night­ed lands

To God shall soon stretch out their hands.