Arm of the Lord, awake! awake!

Verse 1

Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! Put on thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee.

Verse 2

Say to the heathen from thy throne: "I am Jehovah, God alone." Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground.

Verse 3

Let Zion's time of favor come; O bring the tribes of Israel home; And let our wond'ring eyes behold Gentile and Jews in Jesus' fold.

Verse 4

Almighty God, thy grace proclaim In every clime of every name; Let adverse pow'rs before thee fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all. Amen.