| Song | Jehovah Reigns On High |
| Album | John Wesley’s Collection of Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | Jehovah Reigns On High |
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Jehovah Reigns On High
In Peerless Majesty;
Boundless Power His Royal Robe,
Purest Light His Garment Is;
Rules His Word The Spacious Globe,
Established It In Floating Seas.
Ancient Of Days! Thy Name
And Essence Is I Am;
Thou, O Lord, And Thou Alone,
Gav’st Whatever Is To Be;
Stood Thine Everlasting Throne,
Stands To All Eternity.
The Floods, With Angry Noise,
Have Lifted Up Their Voice,
Lifted Up Their Voice On High;
Fiends And Men Exclaim Aloud;
Rage The Waves And Dash The Sky,
Hell Assails The Throne Of God.
Their Fury Cannot Move
The Lord Who Reigns Above;
Him The Mighty Waves Obey,
Sinking At His Awful Will,
Ocean Owns His Sovereign Sway;
Hell At His Command Is Still.
Thy Statutes, Lord, Are Sure,
And As Thyself Endure;
Thine Eternal House Above
Holy Souls Alone Can See,
Fitted Here By Perfect Love,
There To Reign Enthroned With Thee.
