1 Let Sion in her King rejoice, Tho' tyrants rage and kingdoms rise; He utters his almighty voice, The nations melt, the tumult dies.
2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought, And Jacob's God is still our aid; Behold the works his hand has wrought, What desolations he has made!
3 From sea to sea, thro' all the shores, He makes the noise of battle cease; When from on high his thunder roars, He awes the trembling world to peace.
4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear, Chariots he burns with heavenly flame; Keep silence all the earth, and hear The sound and glory of his Name.
5 "Be still, and learn that I am God, "I'll be exalted o'er the lands, "I will be known and fear'd abroad, "But still my throne in Sion stands."
6 O Lord of hosts, almighty King, While we so near thy presence dwell, Our faith shall sit secure, and sing Defiance to the gates of hell.