1 The God of our salvation hears
The groans of Sion mix'd with tears;
Yet when he comes with kind designs,
Thro' all the way his terror shines.
2 On him the race of man depends,
Far as the earth's remotest ends,
Where the Creator's name is known,
By nature's feeble light alone.
3 Sailors that travel o'er the flood,
Address their frighted souls to God,
When tempests rage and billows roar
At dreadful distance from the shore.
4 He bids the noisy tempests cease:
He calms the raging crowd to peace,
When a tumult'ous nation raves,
Wild as the winds, and loud as waves.
5 Whole kingdoms shaken by the storm,
He settles in a peaceful form;
Mountains establish'd by his hand
Firm on their old foundation stand.
6 Behold his ensigns sweep the sky,
New comets blaze, and lightnings fly;
The Heathen lands with swift surprise,
From the bright horrors turn their eyes.
7 At his command the morning ray
Smiles in the east, and leads the day,
He guides the sun's declining wheels
Over the tops of western hills.
8 Seasons and times obey his voice;
The ev'ning and the morn rejoice
To see the earth made soft with show'rs,
Laden with fruit, and drest in flow'rs.
9 'Tis from his wat'ry stores on high,
He gives the thirsty ground supply;
He walks upon the clouds, and thence
Doth his enriching drops dispense.
10 The desert grows a fruitful field,
Abundant fruit the vallies yield;
The vallies shout with cheerful voice,
And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys.
11 The pasture smile in green array,
There lambs and larger cattle play;
The larger cattle and the lamb,
Each in his language speaks thy name.
12 Thy works pronounce thy pow'r divine;
O'er ev'ry field thy glories shine;
Thro' ev'ry month thy gifts appear:
Great God, thy goodness crowns the year!
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