Come, and the works that God hath wrought with admiration see: In's working to the sons of men most terrible is he.
The whole works of the Lord our God are great above all measure, Sought out they are of ev'ry one that doth therein take pleasure.
All that fear God, come, hear, I'll tell what he did for my soul.
Say unto God, How terrible in all thy works art thou! Through thy great pow'r thy foes to thee shall be constrain'd to bow.
Come, and behold what wondrous works have by the Lord been wrought; Come, see what desolations he on the earth hath brought.
In Ham's land he did wondrous works, things terrible did he, When he his mighty hand and arm stretch'd out at the Red sea.
Thy great and dreadful name (for it is holy) let them bless.
Unto the ends of all the earth wars into peace he turns: The bow he breaks, the spear he cuts, in fire the chariot burns.
The heathen people under us he surely shall subdue; And he shall make the nations under our feet to bow.