TREMENDOUS God, with humble fear, Prostrate before thy awful throne, The...
Verse 1
TREMENDOUS God, with humble fear, Prostrate before thy awful throne, The irrevocable word we hear, The sovereign righteousness we own.
Verse 2
' Tis fit we should to dust return, Since such the will of the most High; In sin conceived, to trouble born, Born only to lament and die.
Verse 3
Submissive to thy just decree, We all shall soon from earth remove; But when thou sendest, Lord, for me, O let the messenger be love!
Verse 4
Whispering thy love into my heart, Warn me of my approaching end; And then I joyfully depart, And then I to thy arms ascend.
