Words: Isaac Watts
1 Why did the nations join to slay The Lord's anointed Son? Why did they cast His laws away And tread His gospel down? 2 The Lord, that sits above the skies, Derides their rage below; He speaks with vengeance in His eyes And strikes their spirits through. 3 "I call Him My Eternal Son, And raise Him from the dead; I make My holy hill His throne, And wide His Kingdom spread." 4 "Ask me, My Son, and then enjoy The utmost heathen lands: Thy rod of iron shall destroy The rebel that withstands." 5 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, Obey the anointed Lord, Adore the King of Heav'nly birth, And tremble at His word. 6 With humble love address his throne; For if He frown, you die: Those are secure, and those alone, Who on His grace rely.