English poem
Fifth PART
by John Barnard (1815–1882)
In Honour to thy Temple, Lord, In Salem's chosen Seat, May thither Kings their Presents bring, And worship at thy Feet. Rebuke the Spear-Men, Bulls, and Calves, Wild Herds of Rage, and Might; 'Till with rich Presents, they submit; Crush those in War delight. Egypt's, and Cushes Princes then Shall God their Off'rings bring. Sing unto God, ye distant Realms; To God your Praises sing. To him that rideth on the Heav'ns, In ancient Times that were; Lo! thence he sends his awful Voice, A mighty Voice we hear. Ascribe ye boundless Pow'r to God, Whose glorious Dignity Is over Isr'el; and his Strength Shines in the cloudy Sky. O God! how terrible art thou, Out of thy holy Place! God, Strength and Pow'r, his Isr'el, gives; To him be all the Praise.