The Lord of Hosts, His standard raised,
Arises in His holy rage,
To judge all peoples’ wicked ways,
To all ungodliness in-cage,
Condemn the vices of each age,
And vindicate His righteousness.
His myriads of angel hosts,
And rank on rank celestial band,
With Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Will weigh the ways of every man,
As one pronounce him right or damned,
And when He speaks they praise and bless.
If you would stand against that day,
Accept the truth in scriptures shown,
Reject what skeptic scoffers say,
And trust the Word of God alone,
To turn to flesh your heart of stone,
The ones who follow God are blessed.
The murmurers against His will,
And malcontents of Jesus’ ways,
Who seek but for their lusts to fill,
And over-staters in self-praise,
With those who always favorites play,
These all shall perish in distress.
Yet those contented but in Christ,
Who only speak in praise of Him,
Who do the deeds God’s will comprised,
Humility before all men,
Impartial in all judgments then,
Before the Father He’ll confess.
Dear Holy Spirit, Comforter,
Though I have never prayed to Thee,
But why have I not prayed before,
Since I acclaim Thee in the Three?
Because I know the least of Thee,
Thus nervous to commune in prayer,
Though Thou art quick to intercede,
And art my Helper ever there.
Yet comfort now I greatly need,
And I believe Thou givest free,
To all the chosen of God’s seed.
Both help, and comfort give to me!
But most I long to hear Thy voice,
Whom never I have heard to speak,
For I’ve communed and have rejoiced,
When Jesus or Jehovah speaks.
But now I come to hear from Thee,
For whom I know no proper name,
Though Thou hast often counseled me,
And with Jehovah are the same.
Communion I would seek with Thee,
And this the reason that I pray.
All persons of the Trinity,
I long to know to better praise!
O Father, give me strength and might,
O Jesus give me sanctity,
O Spirit give me pure insight,
That I may serve the Trinity.
My God, my holy light by which I see,
My God, my saving life which hallows me,
My God, my sacred might protecting keeps,
Then what could make me tremble – make me fear?
My foes who sought to snare my life and soul,
Have stumbled on the air and broke their skulls,
Though armies siege, aware God keeps me whole,
My trust in Him who keeps His mercy near.
But one thing I have asked of God most high,
To in His presence bask, His beauty spy,
And take my mental task to truth descry,
To hide myself in Him, my Rock appear.
Oh, hear me when I call, and answer me!
Oh, do not let me fall, but hear my plea.
Direct my paths and all the thoughts I see,
I know that when I pray You surely hear.
Though every one forsakes my life in hell,
In God I put my faith and am compelled,
To speak to fellow saints, His wonders tell,
Proclaim His praise! His faithful worship rear!