The Mighty God, Jehovah, Speaks

The migh­ty God

Je­ho­vah

speaks

And calls the earth from sea to sea;

From beau­te­ous Zi­on God shines forth

He comes and will not si­lent be;

Devouring flame be­fore Him goes

And dark the tem­pest round Him grows.

He calls aloud to Heav­en and earth

That He may just­ly judge His own:

My chos­en saints to­ge­ther bring

Who sac­ri­fice to Me alone;

The heav’ns His right­eous­ness de­clare

For God Him­self as judge is there.

“Hear

O My peo­ple

I will speak

Against thee I will tes­ti­fy;

Give ear to Me

O Is­ra­el

For God

thy co­ve­nant God

am I;

I do not spurn thy sac­ri­fice

Thy of­fer­ings are be­fore My eyes.

“I will re­ceive from out thy fold

No of­fer­ing for My ho­ly shrine;

The cat­tle on a thousand hills

And all the for­est beasts are Mine;

Each mount­ain bird to Me is known

Whatever roams the field I own.

“Behold

if I should hun­gry grow

I would not tell My need to thee

For all the world it­self is Mine

And all its wealth be­longs to Me;

Why should I aught of thee re­ceive

My thirst or hun­ger to re­lieve?

Bring thou to God the gifts of thanks

And pay thy vows to God Most High;

Call ye up­on My ho­ly name

In days when sore dis­tress is nigh;

Deliverance I will send to thee

And prais­es thou shalt give to Me.