On the Holy Hill

Hear me when I call, oh God of all righteousness

Reliever of my discomforts and distress

The ungodly shall not stand before your judgement seat

There will be weeping and gnashing of teeth

The Lord knows the righteous ones, despises the haughty fools

The hypocrites with the lying lips and all their grievous rules

Serve the Lord with fear; rejoice with a trembling song

Kiss the Son of righteousness; worship all day long

Why do the nations rage, and the people plot in vain

While the unrighteous kings revel in their gain

He who sits in the heavens shall let out a mighty laugh

Hold them in derision, speak to them in His wrath

His displeasure shall cause distress to fall upon their heads

Drive them from their greedy thrones, place His kings in their stead

Blessed are they who trust in the Lord and worship along the way

For they shall stand in the judgement by living the righteous way

On the Holy Hill of Zion

The Son of God will sit upon

With all dominion and an iron rod

He will rule all the nations by God

Servanthood

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