To You I call, O Awesome God,
Recall the vine the nations trod.
O Awesome God,
Her cry receive, O Heights' abode,
Renew her youth, her purest code.
Forevermore, eternal streams,
Restore her light, her ancient dreams.
Will You forsake Your grieving flock,
Whose cry ascends from the pit's deep rock?
No aid they find, though sorely sought.
O Awesome God,
To You I call, O Awesome God.
Fight the foe whose hand prevails,
He eats her fruit, her strength he ails.
Yet still his hand, uncurbed, does rise,
Send wrath and vengeance 'neath the skies.
Let nations cry, "Your name is near!"
O Awesome God,
To You I call, O Awesome God.
On high, recall the dreamer's vow,
Increase his seed, bring peace to now.
Accept his line, show mercy's grace,
Until the sheep rejoin their place.
How long shall they, like flocks, disperse?
O Awesome God,
To You I call, O Awesome God.
Rejoice! The day shall yet arise,
Your Temple built, beneath the skies.
All will sing, as clouds descend,
And sacred songs through heavens send.
Your hand prevails, the world to steer,
O Awesome God,
To You I call, O Awesome God.