Not to the Terrors of the Lord

 

VERSE 1

Not to the terrors of the Lord,

The tempest, fire, and smoke;

Not to the thunder of that word

Which God on Sinai spoke;

 

VERSE 2

But we are come to Sion’s hill,

The city of our God,

Where milder words declare His will,

And spread His love abroad.

 

VERSE 3

Behold th’innumerable host

Of angels clothed in light!

Behold the spirits of the just,

Whose faith is turned to sight!

 

VERSE 4

Behold the blessed assembly there

Whose names are writ in Heav’n!

And God, the Judge of all, declares

Their vilest sins forgiv’n.

 

VERSE 5

The saints on earth and all the dead

But one communion make;

All join in Christ their living Head,

And of His grace partake.

 

VERSE 6

In such society as this

My weary soul would rest:

The man that dwells where Jesus is

Must be forever blessed.

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