Orlando Gibbons - Oh thou Lord, thou God of might - текст песни (слова)

Oh thou Lord, thou God of might,
 Who does all things work aright,
 Whatsoe'er is done by thee,
 Great and wondrous proves to be.
 
 True thy ways are, and direct,
 Holy King of Saints elect.
 And, oh, therefore, who is there,
 That of thee retains no fear?
 
 Who is there that shall deny
 Thy great Name to glorify?
 For thou, Lord, and thou alone,
 Art the perfect Holy One.
 
 In thy presence nations all
 Shall to adoration fall;
 For thy judgments now appear
 Unto all men what they are.