1 Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! Put on thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 2 Say to the heathen from thy throne: "I am Jehovah, God alone." Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. 3 Let Zion's time of favor come; O bring the tribes of Israel home; And let our wond'ring eyes behold Gentile and Jews in Jesus' fold. 4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim In every clime of every name; Let adverse powers before thee fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all.