The Lord Jehovah reigns And royal state maintains; His head with awful glories crowned; Arrayed in robes of light, Begirt with sov'reign might, And rays of majesty around. Upheld by Thy commands, The world securely stands, And skies and stars obey Thy word: Thy throne was fixed on high Before the starry sky: Eternal is Thy kingdom, Lord. In vain the noisy crowd, Like billows fierce and loud, Against Thine empire rage and roar; In vain with angry spite The surly nations fight, And dash like waves against the shore. Let floods and nations rage, And all their pow'rs engage; Let swelling tides assault the sky: The terrors of Thy frown Shall beat their madness down: Thy throne forever stands on high.