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The mighty God, the Lord hath spoken,
and bid the trembling earth draw nigh:
the silence of long ages broken,
he speaks in thunder from the sky.
Forth from the heavenly Zion shining,
in perfect beauty he appears:
love, wisdom, majesty combining,
bright are the diadems he wears.
He speaks and all the nations tremble;
heaven, earth and hell his voice obey:
in solemn awe his saints assemble,
the world's dim shadows flee away.
O who can stand when thou appearest
in robes of majesty divine?
Though now each contrite sigh thou hearest,
what terrors then will round thee shine!
O mighty God, O Lord most holy,
prepare us for that solemn day:
O shield and guard us, save us wholly,
thy pardoning grace to us display.