1 Not to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempest, fire, and smoke:
Not to the thunder of that word
Which God on Sinai spoke:
2 But we are come to Sion's hill,
The city of our God;
Where milder words declare His will,
And spread His love abroad.
3 Behold th' innumerable host
Of angels clothed in light:
Behold the spirits of the just,
Whose faith is turned to sight.
4 Behold the blest assembly there
Whose names are writ in heaven;
Hear God, the Judge of all, declare
Their sins, through Christ, forgiven.
5 Angels, and living saints, and dead
But one communion make:
All join in Christ, their living Head,
And of His love partake.
|First Line:||Not to the terrors of the Lord|
|Title:||Not to the terrors of the Lord|
|Author:||Isaac Watts (1709)|
|Topic:||All Saints; General|
|Notes:||Tune name in index: ST. MARTIN'S; As sung at St. Thomas' Church, New York|
|Name:||[Not to the terrors of the Lord]|
|Key:||G Major or modal|