Words: Isaac Watts
Storm and thunder.
1 Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame, Give to the Lord renown and power, Ascribe due honors to his name, And his eternal might adore.
2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud Over the ocean and the land; His voice divides the watíry cloud, And lightnings blaze at his command.
3 He speaks, and tempest, hail, and wind, Lay the wide forest bare around: The fearful hart and frightened hind Leap at the terror of the sound.
4 To Lebanon he turns his voice, And lo, the stately cedars break; The mountains tremble at the noise, The valleys roar, the deserts quake.
5 The Lord sits sovereign on the flood, The Thundírer reigns for ever king; But makes his church his blest abode, Where we his awful glories sing.
6 In gentler language there, the Lord The counsels of his grace imparts; Amidst the raging storm, his word Speaks peace and courage to our hearts.