In Judah God is known
In Israel great His name
Jerusalem His throne
From Zion spreads His fame.

The weapons of our foes
Sharp arrows, swords, & shields
Lay broken and disposed
Scattered across the fields.

Majestic are You, Lord
Like lofty mountain heights
Their brave and mighty horde
Have lost their final fight.

With one rebuking breath
The horse and rider fell
Cast down in sleep of death
The grave is where they dwell.

In stillness and in fear
The earth before You bows
When they Your judgment hear
Your wrath has been aroused.

In judgment You will stand
And rescue the oppressed
When You make Your demands
Man’s wrath is then suppressed.

Man’s temper even serves
Your glory to enhance
Bring God what He deserves
With tributes now advance.

Make vows unto the Lord
And keep them without fail
He breaks the princes sword
All kings before him hail.

© 2014 J Dan Small