God the Lord is King: before Him Earth with all thy nations, wait! Where the cherubim adore Him, Sitteth He in royal state: He is holy; He is Holy; Bless??d, only Potentate! God the Lord is King of glory, Zion, tell the world His fame; Ancient Israel, the story Of His faithfulness proclaim: He is holy; He is holy; Holy is His awful Name. In old times when dangers darkened, When, invoked by priest and seer, To His people???s cry He hearkened, Answered them in all their fear; He is holy, He is holy; As they called, they found Him near. Laws divine to them were spoken From the pillar of the cloud; Sacred precepts, quickly broken! Fiercely then His vengeance flowed: He is holy; He is holy; To the dust their hearts were bowed. But their Father God forgave them When they sought His face once more: Ever ready was to save them, Tenderly did He restore: He is holy; He is holy; We too will His grace implore. God in Christ is all forgiving, Waits His promise to fulfill; Come, exalt Him, all the living, Come, ascend His holy hill; He is holy; He is holy; Worship at His holy hill.