The Lord of might from Sinai’s brow
Gave forth his voice of thunder;

The Lord of might from Sinai’s brow
Gave forth his voice of thunder;
And Israel lay on earth below,
Outstretch’d, in fear and wonder:
Beneath his feet was pitchy night,
And at his left hand and his right
The rocks were rent asunder.

The Lord of love, on Calvary,
A meek and suffering stranger,
Uprais’d to heaven his languid eye
In nature’s hour of danger:
For us he bore the weight of woe,
For us he gave his blood to flow,
And met his Father’s anger.

The Lord of love, the Lord of might,
The King of all created,
Shall back re-turn to claim his right,
On clouds of glory seated:
With trumpet-sound, and Angel-song,
And Alleluyas loud and long,
O’er death and hell defeated.

~ Reginald Heber

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